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Likely filling her mouth with snacks instead of saying what she really thought.

“What?” Chase growled.

She shrugged, smacking loudly. “Just that you’re refusing to talk about how the three of you all… connected. You know, inthatway."

He sighed. “So what? We are. And that doesn't change anything. This is a professional setting, and nothing is going to happen until the mission is over with."

"That could take years. No offense, but you’re asking a lot out of yourself, you all are. Holding back from jumping into the sack is just going to make your instincts redirect. You know, like you gotta get that passion out somehow, and redirecting it into fighting Mike is a bad alternative.”

He couldn't believe this was what it was coming down to, but he had to admit that he wanted somebody to talk to. Since Carol had offered her ear, he might as well take her up on it.

“Mike and I will not be doing any fighting, and this mission won't take years. Not now that we have Olivia here. We’ll draw out the killer, put the guy away for good, and then we can celebrate by having a massive orgy.”

“Orgy?" Carol looked back at him and smiled. "Are you planning on inviting more people?"

"Shut up." Chase crossed his arms and stared at the screen. "That's not what I meant."

“Okay, but if you ever change your mind, I'm always here."

"I'll keep that in mind."

Carol wasn't done. "All I'm saying is that you have a pretty nice body. Don't think I never noticed it, and even when you get those giant scary talons of yours out, you still look like you'd be a lot of fun. Add in another guy—”

“I get it. You don't have to say anything more. If Mike and I ever feel like sharing Olivia with you, we’ll give you a call."

“Share Olivia? God no! Are you kidding? I was talking about you and Mike. I'm pretty jealous of her."

Chase was genuinely starting to get embarrassed. “Fine, fine."

On the bright side, the conversation had taken his attention away from Mike looking up Olivia’s skirt.

It was almost as though Carol had been distracting him.

He couldn't believe he was about to say this. "Hey, Carol?"

"Yeah?"

“Thanks," Chase said, but then he felt the need to tack on, "I'm not inviting you to be shared between Mike and me, however."

"Spoilsport."

He shook his head. “I think there's only one woman for me at this point."

But something new had bubbled up from Carol’s comments. There was jealousy, but it wasn’t about Mike and Olivia.

It was about Mike and Carol.

Just as Chase knew that Olivia belonged with him, he felt it in his bones that Mike was theirs too. Olivia was the only woman allowed to touch Mike. Chase felt an unexpected possessiveness, sure that he didn’t want Mike to ever be with any other person outside of their threesome.

ChapterFive

“Ten days, and we have nothing. How is that possible?” After proving she could handle herself, the ATTF and AILE green-lit the mission and sent them off to Scotland, where they set up base camp in the local Paranormal MI5 office.

Olivia didn’t appreciate the looks of sympathy that Mike and Chase gave her. Not when everything was as screwed up as it was now.

“These things take time,” Mike said, reaching across the table and taking her hand.

Chase inched his chair closer to hers. She thought he was going to take her hand, too, but he didn't. Stopping himself before his fingers could brush hers, he set his elbows into the old, wooden table in the break room, their coffee getting cold in front of them.

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