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“With some rest,” I insisted “You either behave, or I’ll sleep in another room” Lord knee had plenty of them

“You wouldn’t”

Okay, he called my bluff He understood how difficult it was for me to sleep without hiht, I alhen I subconsciously sensed his absence I’d snuggle on the sofa with him, in front of the fire, and sleep while he was on the phone with Nikolai in Russia or Sultan Hakim in the Persian Gulf

Thus, round “Do as I say”

He chuckled “Only because it’s so sexy when you’re de”

“Don’t mess with me”

“Right” He grinned

I swatted playfully at his uninjured arm “And don’t patronize me”

“Why don’t you crawl in here,” he said as he scooted to the other side of the bed so I could slip under the covers I curled against his side, resting ood shoulder

“Are you in pain?”

“I’ht now”

“Maybe you should take so hihts of retaliation and hoas going to help the FBI ensure there were five convictions at the end of the day—the Honorable Bryn Hilliard (what a crock that title was), Dr Lennox Avril, Anthony Casterelli, forton III, and Admiral Robert Bent

Six, if there was some way to prove Wayne Horton was Vale’s minion and carried out his near-fatal work

“I’ll be fine,” Dane told me “I just need you here with me”

I kissed his neck,his throat, down to that pulse point at the base, just above his collarbone, that I adored pressing ainst his skin “You know that, right?”