“Oh, I wouldn’t dream of coming between a man and his…” He tilts his head. “What do you call him? Your lover? Your partner?”
“I call him mine,” I say flatly.
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“Spread your ass for me, Seven,” I say. I almost call him a pet name, but I feel weird about using a generic word like ‘babe’ or ‘sweetheart,’ and I definitely can’t call him ‘love.’
I choke on that thought.
Do I want to call him that? Is what I feel for him something like that?
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Please, I want to say. Please don’t hurt me.
He’s going to anyway, and she’d be so angry if I begged him to go easy on me.
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What are you doing, baby? You should be in bed.
I’m suddenly shivering so hard that my teeth are chattering, and it’s going to give me away. I bite my lip instead, holding the squirming cat so tightly his claws are digging into me in protest. But I can’t let him go. If I let him go, they’ll find us.
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“What the fuck, Havoc?” I shout while I dodge my attacker.
Havoc ducks down and roundhouse kicks the bruiser rushing at him. “I didn’t sign up for this shit! This is way above my paygrade!”
“Then ask for a goddamned raise when we get back!” I yell at him. “Stop bitching and fight.”
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“So this thing between you two, it’s long-term?” Trent observes. "That makes Caleb your ball-and-chain, then." He catches Seven's confusion. "That's legal now. You two could get officially married.
I raise my brows. “I am aware, yes. It’s been legal for over a decade.”
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Caleb’s mouth thins into disapproval. “I think you’ve done enough gambling lately. Far be it from me to warn against the dangers of gambling addiction…”
I scowl at him.
"If you want to play blackjack again, you'll have to do other things first."
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My hand wraps around Seven's throat.
His breath catches sharply, but he leans into my touch instead of pulling away from me more.
I squeeze for a few seconds. I’m going to hurt him.
I loosen my grip, but I don’t let go. “Tell me to stop,” I whisper.
He gives a quick shake of his head. “I don’t want you to stop,” he says.
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Seven passes me and goes to the couch to sit on the other side of Nacho, cooing over the orange tabby. I don’t know how something so small can have a purr so loud, but it makes me grin despite the stress of the evening.
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My eyes land on the thick scar on his side, where a whip must have wrapped around and sliced him open. Senseless anger rushes through me. I already know what he’s been through. The scar isn’t new.
But still, I hate whoever used him so carelessly.
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“Do you want me to hurt you, Seven?” Caleb asks. “Do you want Havoc to choke you? Do you want Vortex to hold you down?”
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“Remember that thing where the house always wins, Seven? You aren’t going to earn it back,” Havoc says quietly. “You have to cut your losses.”
“My luck has to change,” I tell him earnestly. “I lost like… five times in a row. I was eventually going to win!"
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