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.As soon as Matt left, closing the door behind him, Rhys grimaced and rubbed his bad thigh.Histanned face was a little pale.Jake raised a brow, asking without asking. I m fine. Jake nodded. You were telling me about Lassiter? That murder case went cold, but there were all sorts of things that didn t add together.Theasshole s own kid got beaten badly.The kid was in ICU, internal bleeding, and a whole bunch ofother shit.He was in critical condition.According to agents who worked the case, Lassiter was morepissed his son didn t stand up for himself than he was worried.Didn t even treat it like it wasconnected to the other boy s death. What? Jake growled, feeling like someone had slapped him.The scars on Remi s back and legs.Jake had wondered what they were from, but he d never He d assumed it was some sort ofaccident, but knowing Remi had nearly died&His jaw clenched and a chill raced up Jake s spine.Nothing like that would ever happen to Remiagain.Anyone who laid a hand on him would answer to Jake. Jake, you okay? What are you pissed off about all of a sudden? No, I m not fine. He wanted to hit something, preferably Dirk Lassiter. See what else you candig up.I want to know everything about this fucker. Rhys nodded. I ve already got a call in to my ex boss.He s still with the FBI and he worked thatcase.What are you not telling me? Dirk Lassiter is Remi s dad. Rhys shook his head, letting out a long whistle. Exactly.And that kid who nearly died is my mate. * * *Is that Jake? It s blac no it s not a Tahoe. Yo, Remi.Hello? Throw the ball. Sterling waved his arms back and forth over his head.Huh? Oh, right.Sterling.Remi tossed the ball, being careful not to overthrow it because theywere in the empty lot behind Remi s apartment.If Sterling missed, the football would end up in thestreet.Remi glanced beyond Sterling at the road, looking for a certain black SUV and hating himself forthe weakness.He told himself it was because Jake was helping him and that he needed to apologizefor last night, but he couldn t deny the thought of seeing Jake was appealing.But then why wouldn t itbe? Jake was a great guy& a good friend. Remi! Remi looked up in time for the football to hit him right smack-dab in the middle of the forehead.Oww.His sunglasses fell off his nose with the impact.Staggering back a little, he rubbed his headwith one hand and adjusted his shades with the other.Oh man, maybe Sterling had his heart set on thewrong position.If he threw that hard all the time Oh my God.Are you okay? Sterling jogged toward him, already reaching for Remi s head. Letme see.Are you hurt? Cut it out.I m fine. Remi batted his brother s hands away. It was a good, hard throw. Sterling groaned. You have a big red spot in the middle of your forehead. I bet.Maybe you should play quarterback. What are you doing? I thought we were going to play ball. We are playing ball. Was that a nope, it was a minivan. Since when did you start catching with your head? Sterling stepped into his line of sight, cuttingoff the view of the road. Don t be a smartass. He shoved Sterling s shoulder lightly.Sterling shoved back. What s bugging you? He grinned and arched a brow. What? Remi frowned.The kid s smirk was downright evil. Thinking about Jake? Wha uh.Whata you mean? Good God, when did Sterling start reading minds? How the fuckwas Remi supposed to answer? Why in the world would I be thinking about Jake? Other than the fact he s a really great guy? Ugh, like he needed a reminder.Remi cringed and picked up the ball, shaking his head.When hestraightened, ball in hand, Sterling was beaming at him. Jake s hot. What? Remi got a funny feeling in his stomach.Damn, it s really warm out today.He ran hishand over the back of his neck.Sterling shouldn t be looking at other guys.Especially when the guy in question was Remi s.Wait.Where had that thought come from? Don t you think so? Sterling s brow wrinkled. No.I guess.Why? The image of Jake grabbing a handful of Remi s hair, jerking his head backand biting his neck, popped into Remi s mind.He could practically feel Jake s fangs pressed againsthis neck, like last night.Fuck.He was getting hard.Right before Remi s eyes Sterling s blue shirtturned gray.Damnit.He was losing his mind
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