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"Trin," I sighed, falling over her back, my grip releasing her hands as I gasped for air. "I'm sorry."
"I'm not," she whispered back, her heart damn near beating out of her ribcage. I could feel the rapid beating against my cheek as I lay against her shoulder and just drank this euphoria in for a moment. "I'm not sorry at all for what just happened."
"Not that, I—I meant for back at the Guild." I ran a hand down the side of her torso—her very naked torso—and frowned. "Shit. What are we going to do about your lack of clothes?"
Hawke's shirt flew out the window, and I picked it up and frowned at the man currently hanging out the window, staring at us with a look of irritation.
"Put it on her and get in the damn car, Liam. You can kiss ass later. We've got places to be. Namely, back at home, where she belongs."
Where she belongs.
He had a point. She belonged with us. She had always belonged with us. We were just too stupid, too stubborn, to admit it. And now that she had us all wrapped around her fingers, it was evident that she'd never be going back to that old life she had.
I'd fight the entire McCoy clan if I had to to keep her with us.
Trinity slipped Hawke's oversized shirt over her head and moved over to the passenger side door, opening it with a glare in Asher's direction.
"I want shotgun," she muttered, and he was all too happy to give her what she asked for, being the whipped dog he was. Hell, we all were. I had a feeling not a single one of us would refuse her if she asked us to rearrange the mayor's face on national television simply for breathing.
I expected her to stare me down as we headed back to the headquarters. I didn't expect her to bend over the center console and blow me in the car just feet away from my two best friends as I tried desperately not to wreck us.
And so it began.
Life with Trinity McCoy would never be boring, that was for sure.
FORTY-SIX
TRINITY
I was eternallygrateful for Lilly St. Clair for the help she'd given me, the protection she offered when she assigned the Gunners to protect me, even before she knew we had a history. I was thankful, also, that when the boys dragged me directly to her office to debrief her on the situation, her first move was to get me clothed in something normal, other than just Hawke's not-quite-long-enough shirt.
I felt way less exposed while wearing a pair of low-slung sweats and a crop top with the wordsBad Bitchemblazoned across the front. I doubted she ever wore these clothes, though, because I'd not once seen her in anything short of elegance and top-of-the-line fashion.
"You're telling me that you called police in to take out a ring we've been working on for almost a year?" She stormed around her office desk, hands behind her back, a furious expression plastered to her face. "What were youthinking?"
Hawke opened his mouth, but Liam held up a hand and shook his head. Asher looked like he had no intention of saying a word until Lilly had ripped them a new one.
"All that work, all that money, down the drain, and now we'll have to sort out the whole mess on our end with the client who hired us?—"
"You mean the mayor? I'd think she'd love that her police department could take the credit for this bust, even if they didn't do shit. It'll look good on her re-election campaign."
Lilly and the others looked at Hawke with open-mouthed stares of wonder.
"How did you?—?"
He huffed, rolling his eyes. "You knew what I could do when you hired me. I'm not the only hacker in this place, and it's not even my specialty. Who else has the pull to request the Guild to take down an entire trafficking ring? And what other client would want an entire organization eliminated, instead of a specific target? Even if I hadn't broken into your files and snooped out the answer, I could have put two and two together and come out with four."
I had to hand it to him, he was smarter than we all gave him credit for.
"Oh, and Liam has a little secret he's been hiding from you that I think it's high time we came clean about."
Or maybe he wasn't.
Liam looked like there was absolutely no way in hell he wanted to say a word about what Hawke was hinting at. I had a suspicion it had something to do with my brother. From the looks the guys shot my way, it was very likely my hunch was correct.
"I don't know if now is the time for all that?—"
"Now's the perfect time, I think," Lilly said, her eyes pinning him to his seat with a frown. "You've blown months of hard work, demolished a contract's stipulations, and burned several bridges in a single night. You, my most skilled, senior crew, whoI thought I could trust to be discreet and react with sense and logic."
