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“Raccoons can be pets, and yes. I have a pit bull named Bob the Biter.”

“Bob the Biter?” I repeated.

She nodded. “I wanted to train him to be our guard dog, but he’s scared of his own shadow. I blame my younger sisters for spoiling him too much.”

“How many siblings do you have?”

“Two sisters. You have any siblings?”

“Three brothers and one sister.”

She let out a low whistle. “Your parents were busy.”

I frowned. “I’d rather not think about that, thank you.”

Her snicker ended our banter. I didn’t know if she was trying to distract me from her identity or if she was trying to extend an olive branch. Whatever it was, allowing her trick to work so seamlessly disgusted me. Her babbling was nice to listen to, yes, because of her sexy voice, but not enough so that I should’ve forgotten the kind of woman I was dealing with.

Fuck, I should just ignore her and review Ally’s sub contract. That woman was obedient, open to sharing relevant information, and had a lawful profession. She wouldn’t add chaos to my life. In fact, she’d fit right in with my structured existence.

“What’s your favorite color?” Athena suddenly asked.

I narrowed my eyes at her. The question was harmless, but the blatant hypocrisy made the woman even more infuriating. “You talk a lot for someone who doesn’t want to answer my questions.”

“If I like the question, I’ll answer it,” she said without a hint of shame. “Besides, I told you my favorite color, so it’s only fair you return the favor.”

“Black,” I replied tightly, drawn to her fucking voice and the way the flames flickered in her golden-brown eyes as shestared at me with expectation. “It’s elegant and goes with everything.”

She nodded and her silky black hair fell over her shoulders. “Respectable choice.”

“So glad it meets your approval,” I drawled. I stood before she spoke again and quickly opened the sleeping pills. Once I handed her a half and got her a bottle of water, I grabbed the tray. “I’m going to try to find a radio signal.”

“Okay,” she said, and yawned. She lay back, worming her way under my covers. “I’ll just sleep a bit more.”

“Knock yourself out,” I grumbled, knowing she likely wouldn’t move even if I did mind.

I closed the door as I left the room, my body hot despite the coolness of the cabin. Athena was everything I didn’t want in a woman. Argumentative, secretive, tattooed with a potty mouth, and likely an uneducated, immoral woman on the wrong side of the law. Yet my cock didn’t get the memo; the sight of her sent unwanted arousal through me. Worse, as irritating as our lunch was, her company was more enjoyable than expected.

Was I truly so lonely that someone like her excited me? Was I secretly bored with my life? I shuddered at the idea of succumbing to a pretty face and a smart mouth.

Iris had both traits and turned out to be a cheating, gold-digging cunt. If I were smart, I’d avoid Athena, but that was impossible. We were trapped together in my cabin, and I was her primary caregiver.

I scrubbed a hand over my face, my stubble tickling my palm. I needed to focus on finding a signal, not the woman currently stealing my bed. She was a patient, a responsibility. My oath dictated I nurse her back to health, and I’d do so, but keep contact with her at a minimum.

Whether that was possible, well, that had yet to be determined.

The headlamps momentarily blinded me until Fendi’s body was shoved in my line of vision and a shotgun was pumped.

“No!” I screamed, the next blast almost deafening me. A plume of guts and gore polluted the air. “Fendi!”

“Only good Harlot is a dead one.”

I trembled as if I’d been shot, but the sound of Thirteen’s voice chilled me more than my frozen surroundings ever could.

She, Chantilly, and Trixie’s bright headlamps illuminated the area, allowing me to see their cuts and Bloody Femmes insignia.

Why were they here, and who set us up?

Those three cunts smirked at Fendi’s body. I pressed my lipstogether, searching for a way to de-escalate the situation. Not only for me to survive, but so I could get my VP away. If they took her, they’d desecrate her remains.