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“What do you mean?”

“A drunk for a father, living in a trailer, brother in jail, works two jobs and still doesn’t seem to have much. Hell, I don’t think I would blame her for seeking some revenge. Although I’d be going after whoever set her brother up. If that’s what happened. I mean, maybe he’s guilty. And we can’t ask Devi about her brother’s case. Not without explaining why we want to know.”

Hayes grunted again.

Hey, Devi, did your brother really kill his best friend? And are you sending threatening letters to his lawyer?

Yeah. That wouldn’t go over well.

“I love our conversations, Hayes,” Donovan said. “But it’s hard to get a word in sometimes. You just won’t shut up and let me have my say.”

Hayes shot him a look and Donovan just grinned. He wasn’t scared enough of him. Hayes might have to change that.

“You really do want to lose that tongue.”

“Hey, the ladies love my tongue.” Donovan put his hand on his chest.

Dear Lord. “I think I vomited in my mouth a bit.”

It seemed like Devi didn’t have anyone looking out for her. Not if her father was a deadbeat and her brother was in jail.

She needed someone to keep an eye on her.

It should be you.

Nope. No. That was not May’s voice in his head.

It. Was. Not.

“So I still don’t get it. Why would she put salt in your coffee for rescuing her? I thought that would earn you a chocolate muffin or something.”

Humor danced in Donovan’s eyes.

A chocolate muffin?

“Because I told her off and she didn’t appreciate it.” She had deserved a scolding. However, he shouldn’t have made her feel like it was her fault. She was right, she should be able to go anywhere and do anything without being accosted.

However, that wasn’t the world they lived in. And she had to be more careful with her safety.

Didn’t she know that she was precious?

Maybe she didn’t.

Maybe no one had ever told her that.

Perhaps you should tell her that.

Nope. Not his business. She was not his.

“Ahh, I see. She didn’t like that so she put salt in your coffee.” Donovan grinned. “I like it.”

“I didn’t.”

Donovan laughed. “I bet you didn’t. What did you say to her after?”

I told her I would have to punish her.

“Just that it wasn’t acceptable.”