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Chapter Forty-Three

It was three oing over reports that detailed the ed to co the op in La Paz He wasn’t sure how he’d done it, exactly, and until they knew for sure, he’d confined himself to the caves

Not that he cared He wouldn’t leave his woman anyway The air around the that a lot the past few days, and they all thought it was a sign she was getting ready to wake Striker put his computer tablet aside as he reached for her hand The diamondback, who’d been curled on top of her stomach, raised its lazy head and stared at her face

Her eyelashes fluttered as Striker held his breath

She’s waking! the snake said

Yeah He smiled at the exciteht-headed hi he could cliht the poison for her He’d never feltto let anything harlued to her side Hell, he’d get her to invent a special protection suit One she could wear twenty-four-seven Because she was never getting hurt ever again Not if he could stop it

She let out another little moan as her eyes slowly opened It was im

possible to breathe She was coh to take a ratitude

“Hey, bébé,” he said softy, “it’s good to have you back You scared ain”

Her head turned slowly toward hiht before him Instead of two blue eyes, there was only one The other eye was yelloith the distinct elliptical pupil of a snake

“What is it?” Her voice was hoarse from lack of use

He forced himself to breathe “You’re beautiful”

Her gaze was soft and unfocused “Are you real? Or am I dead?”

“I’entle kiss to her lips and felt her hand tighten in his