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He smiled.“Hiding behind work.Classy.”

“Hey, I have to go with what works.What are my odds to get past...Demuel?”

“Slim to none.He’s just as surprised as I am and just as enthusiastic.”

“Yeah, I remember that.Lots of enthusiasm.”

“You have no idea how shocked I was to see you at one of the scenes.”

She wrinkled her nose.“Funny that you and Demuel aren’t on the same team.Squad?Bunch?Is it a bunch of XIA?”

Jennel chuckled.“I think it’s a thug or maybe a quarrel.”

That reminded Solor that they weren’t alone.She could see it in his eyes.He shrank back to fae form and slowly set her on her feet.“I do want to touch your belly more directly.”

“Yeah, I guessed that.”

“You have it heavily wrapped.It is very protected.”

She beamed.“Yes, it is.”

He kissed her head.“Where do you want to meet for breakfast?”

“The diner in town.”

He grinned.“That is where most of the teams go.”

“Oh, shoot.Uh, suggestions?”

“The diner is fine, but you are going to be stared at.”

“Meh.I will take the corset off and freak them all out.”

He smiled.“Would you do it now?You aren’t hiding anything anymore.I am assuming that your dispatch knows?”

“Sort of.I am on reduced lifts.”

“Which you don’t adhere to.”He sighed.

“I have a job to do.”

“As do I.At least the shift change from day to night put me in the path of Jennor, Reymark, and Day-ek.If not for them, Jennel would not have gotten giddy at the thought of another dark fae, and she would not have spoken to you, which unveiled your nickname for me, and her guys wanted to make her happy, so they came over to mine, and she explained you.”

“And now here we are, with your hand on my ass.”

He chuckled.“Right.So, you really want to leave me?”

“Loaded question.I wasn’t intending to connect with you.”

“I know.You are a master of dodging me.”

“Got to keep those wheels rolling.Broken people can’t drive themselves.”She smiled brightly.

She turned to Myor.“Pleased to meet you.My shift is looming, and I have to get some new bedding for my rig, plus visit someone in the ICU.”

“Okay, but you have to come to the house and stay over on one of your free days.”Myor smiled.“You are going to be the next thing to a sister, so we need to have a ladies’ night.Also, you aren’t star-struck when you look at me.”

“Well, I do listen to you in the shower, but I don’t care about your face.If your voice isn’t highly processed with a backup track, I am not interested.”She flapped her hand.