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Thank fuck.

“And only because I love you.”

He did a double-take so hard, he almost got whiplash. He had to suck in oxygen to be able to breathe out, “What?”

She clapped her hands together sharply. “All right. I’m going to go grab some grub.”

When she turned to head over to the food, he grabbed her arm and jerked her back again. This time he went nose-to-nose with her. “What did you say?”

“That I’m going to grab⁠—“

“Vi,” he growled.

She grinned. “Oh please. Did you think I’d allow any man to claim me if I didn’t love him?”

“Honestly, I don’t know what the fuck’s going on in your head. In fact, if I did, I might need therapy.”

She laughed, grabbed the back of his head, and pulled him down into a kiss.

Out of any reaction to his words, that was not the one he expected.

He either needed to strap himself in to this fucking rollercoaster car, or bail before it continued on a wild ride.

If he was going to bail, he needed to do that before he claimed her at the table.

Instead of breaking free and escaping in a sprint, he leaned into the kiss, taking control by fisting her braid and pulling her even closer. He swept his tongue through her mouth, exploring every delicious inch.

Jesus, he might need to get his fucking head and heart examined. Because why would any normal person put up with this shit?

The answer was simple: obviously, he wasn’t normal.

Her mouth was his. She was his. And everyone was going to know it soon, if they didn’t already. He would lay his claim as soon as the DAMC president allowed it.

He pulled back enough to whisper against her lips, “I’m supposed to be getting you in line, not making out with you.”

“Never going to happen,” she whispered back. “You love me the way I am.”

“You’re lucky I do,” slipped from him before he could slam on the brakes.

His head jerked back and he stopped breathing.

Holy fuck.

Vi blinked.

And blinked again.

A few seconds later she blinded him with a huge smile.

Did he make her speechless? It was a goddamn miracle. He pulled his head back even further and met her eyes. “What? Are you surprised? You’d think I’d allow a woman to annoy the fuck out of me if I didn’t love her?”

She snorted, then huffed, “I don’t annoy you.”

“Debatable.” The rumble of more sleds pulling into the rear parking lot had them separating. “Sounds like your sisterhood is here.”

“They sure are.” The Angels of Fury rolling in could even be heard over the band. “Now my sisters can give me shit, just like your brothers gave you.”

Reaper asked, “Think they will?”