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“I’ve heard it once or twice,” he muttered. “You heard that you’re sassy and disobedient?”

“Never.” She smiled sweetly at him.

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“You shouldn’t be here, Immy.” Tobias shook his head at her.

“I like it here. It’s different than what I’m used to, but that doesn’t make it wrong or bad. And the people here are nice once you give them a chance. You should learn not to judge a book by its cover.”

He shot her an incredulous look. “Cherry, all my life, people have judged me by what they’ve seen. Someone with too many tattoos, a bad attitude, and dangerous.”

“And?” she prompted.

“And they’d be right. Sometimes, people are exactly what they seem.”

She waved her hand through the air. “Pish-posh.”

Pish-posh? Was she nuts?

An older woman came over to take their order. Well, his order since apparently, Immy had a regular drink.

“You’re in big trouble,” he told her once the server left.

“Me? Why?” she asked with an innocent look that he was not falling for.

“You wandered away from me. Twice.”

“I was just excited for my diet soda with lime. And here it is. Thanks, Esme.”

The older woman just grunted and limped away.

Immy used her tongue to grab hold of the straw.

Fuck. Fuck.

Fuck!

That was far too sexy and it was taking all of his control not to lean over and see what she could do with that tongue when he had it in his mouth. Grabbing the lime out of her drink, she sucked on it, then put the rind down. He reached over and ran his finger over the corner of her mouth.

“What . . . what are you doing?” she whispered.

“You had a bit of lime there.” He showed her his finger. Then, deciding to push things a bit, he put his finger in his mouth and sucked.

Her lower lip dropped open as she gaped at him. “You did not just do that.”

Tobias raised his eyebrows. “Pretty sure I did.”

“Holy moly. What was that? I don’t think bodyguards are supposed to do things like that.”

“Just as well I’m not actually a bodyguard then, huh? I’m guarding you, Immy. But we do it my way. And my way involves you listening to me. And obeying me. And, trust me, you don’t want to push me on this because my punishment will not involve taking away your candy.”

Fuck.

He hoped she didn’t run now. Well, maybe it would be a good thing as it meant they could leave this hellhole.

But to his surprise, her breathing seemed to grow faster as her eyes widened.

“What would it involve?” she asked, leaning closer.

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