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Nova shot daggers at me, then something shifted. Her features took on a softer appearance as she let out a sigh. “You’re right.”

What the fuck was she up to? It would be a cold day in hell before Nova ever admitted I was right.

“I should stop fighting with you.”

Stop fighting with me? Was I in the twilight zone?

Things got weirder when Nova crawled on my lap and straddled my thighs. “Simon isn’t worth our time.”

My brow arched as she trickled her finger down my chest. “What are you doing?”

“Nothing.”

Her finger ran back up my chest to my shoulder where she smoothed her palm down my arm. It felt flirty but in the oddest way possible.

“Are you trying to distract me with seduction?”

“Maybe?” Nova sang. “Is it working?”

“No, not at all.” Actually she sucked at this. At the very least she could’ve crawled up my lap so her pussy was on my dick. That might distract me.

“Ugh, fine.”

Nova got off the bed and stormed away.

“Where are you going?”

She rolled her eyes back at me, “to have a shower and wash you off me.”

Not without me she wasn’t.

NOVALEE

The last thing I expected when I walked into the kitchen the next morning was to get scooped up in a giant bear hug by Atlee Fiore.

“What the hell, Atlee?”

He squished me hard against his chest. “You’re okay.”

What was with everyone being so happy that I was okay? I did not need all this love. Hate was much better. Hate didn’t didn’t crush my ribs in a giant hug that stole my breath.

Atlee picked me up and swung me around while I slapped his shoulders and coughed, “can’t breathe.”

The crazy bastard was a lot stronger than he looked. Next to Gio, Atlee was deceptively slim. But he had some serious muscles under his clothes. I knew this because they were currently mashed up against me, jabbing into my shin like hard pieces of rock.

Thankfully, he set me back on my feet and I had a moment to breathe before he roughly cupped my face.

“You are okay, right?”

I’d answer him if my mouth wasn’t squished into fish lips.

“That prick didn’t hurt you did he?”

Alright, I had enough of this. “Let?—”

That was all I got out before Atlee began inspecting me.

He twisted my head one way then the other while muttering, “if he hurt you.”

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