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 Actin like we re some kinda item in the club!
My chuckle was muffled by the roar of Mitch s bike beside us. When he d killed his engine,
I answered,  That was for Tino s benefit.
 Tino, Keen spat. He looked me up and down, then nodded as if he understood.  Ya know,
it s not that I mind helpin you out. It s just&  He shrugged. And shuddered.
 I know. I m so damn old. I laughed.
 It s not even that. Somethin about you. Maybe it s because you look so much like Ma.
It s& creepy.
 That s probably reason enough, Mitch said.
 Yeah? Keen sneered.  What the fuck you sayin about the way my mom looks? Huh?
 Nothing, dude. Mitch held his hand up, palms toward Keen.  I just meant, if she looked
like my mom 
 First off, I m not a dude. Dudes live on ranches out west. You talk almost as screwy as
she does. Christ. And second, it s none of your fuckin business what Drew looks like. As far as
everybody at Conga knows, she s my woman, so that s how we re gonna play it. He shook his
head as he set off to the warehouse.  Creepy or not.
When the door shut behind him, I let loose the wave of giggles I d been restraining.
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 Poor bastard, Mitch muttered.  Got no clue why he finds you so repulsive. Creeped me
out too, to see you hold his hand. But I guess if it keeps that hard-on Tino away& He suspects
something, doesn t he?
I nodded, and sobered up.  Yes. So I was trying to, erm, distract him.
Mitch shook his head and looked up and down the alley.  Come re. With a furtive tug on my
hand, he led me into the shadows near a corner of the building. Up this close, he smelled strongly
of cigars, and maybe marijuana smoke.  Listen to me. Don t be putting yourself in danger. When
I started to protest, he pressed warm fingers to my lips. His voice lowered to a near-whisper.  And
something might be going down tonight. The Feds have a task force...my supervisor s trying to
pull jurisdiction and stop them. But in case he can t, well, you need to stick with me. Got it?
 What about Keen?
He shook me, gently, but a shake nonetheless.  Listen. I think he ll be able to get away,
he seems to have a knack for it. Rico thinks he s charmed because Delicia gave him some sort
of voodoo blessing. But if you re not with me, I can t guarantee your immunity. And if you get
picked up and locked away&  Neither of us needed the words said. If I got locked up, how would
I ever go back through the wormhole? His hands squeezed my shoulders.  Fuck. How m I gonna
get you out of my system, huh? We should ve gone for it in the Grand Canyon. Then maybe I
could think straight.
 Mitch? I can t think straight when we re together either. I intended to apologize again for
all the trouble I d caused, but my words were muffled by his lips. Hard, hot, and hungry, they stole
my breath. Stopped my heart. And then kick-started it, making all my nerves tingle and reach in his
direction like plants to sunshine. He tasted of cigars, but it didn t matter. He still wanted me, and
the throbbing between my legs said I most definitely wanted him. When his hands slipped down
to my butt, I sighed, and when he pressed a hand between my legs, I moaned. A fire burned inside
me, and only he d be able to extinguish it. Without conscious thought, I slid a hand between us
and cupped him through his Levi s.
He groaned.  Fuck.
I let out a shaky laugh and then sucked in some much-needed oxygen.  I believe my schedule
is somewhat busy tonight, but I d certainly take a raincheck.
 The hell you will! Get your asses out of the shadows and over here. Now why did that
sound so like a dad catching his daughter behind the barn with the milkboy? We stepped apart and
returned to the bikes without a peep, where Keen was fastening the saddle bags on Mitch s bike.
 We, er&  Mitch cleared his throat.  & talked about it, and Drew wants to ride with me
on the way back.
Keen looked up at us and even in the dark, his exasperation was clear. Before he could speak,
the sound of an engine moving down the next alley froze us all. And then the unmistakable crackle
of a police radio.  Fuck. We re made. You go that way, he ordered.  Don t fucking question
me. Just do it! He straddled his bike and yanked my arm.
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 Drew! Mitch started his bike.  Come on!
Mitch would be fine, I knew he would. But for all I knew, this could be the end of Dennis s
association with Rico. I had to know where he ended up. Surely he d manage to get away, somehow.
Mitch would know where to find me. I let Keen jerk me onto his bike and held on as we sped away.
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