Inescapable (Men of Mercy Novel, A)

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about their afternoon tryst. As Reagan ran to greet her cousin, God, she also had the quick moves of an athlete, Flick decided that it would be a good time to retreat. Kai was on his way out of town and Flick didn’t have the foggiest idea why he’d come down to the bakery to say good-bye again. She thought that they’d covered all those bases last night.
    They didn’t need to rehash it.
    “I’ve got to go. Bye. Again,” Flick muttered to Kai. Without giving him a chance to respond, she spun away and yanked the door open to the bakery. Irritated, she walked up to the counter, and her hands slapping the counter brought Tiffany, who was texting on her phone, to her feet. She jerked her thumb over her shoulder in the direction of the front window where Kai, Sawyer, and Reagan were smiling at one another in the sunlight. God, he looked stunning when he relaxed and smiled like he meant it. What she wouldn’t do to have him smile at her like—
    He’s leaving, Sturgiss.
On his way out. That was the deal.
    “Replace the box of whatever she ordered,” Flick told Tiffany. “Take it out to her with our apologies.” Flick scowled at her dog, who’d slunk into the bakery after her. He was looking up at her lovingly, a smudge of sugar on his nose. “You aren’t allowed in here, sunshine, and you know it.”
    Rufus stared at the ceiling, deliberately ignoring her. “And because I can’t take you anywhere, because you embarrass the hell out of me, you’re getting nothing but kibble for a week, and you are definitely getting de-naded.”
    Rufus dropped to the floor, covered his eyes with his paws, and whimpered.
    Instantly feeling guilty for taking her frustration toward Kai out on her dog, Flick dropped to her haunches and rubbed his ears before dropping a kiss on his nose. “Right now, I’d like to de-nad your running buddy! Why did he come down here? What was the point? Just to torture me about what I’m not going to get anymore of? Can we do that, Ru? Can we take him to the vet too? Maybe we can get a two-for-one special? Huh? What’cha think, bud?”
    “Waaaaaaarrroooooooooooooooooooo!” Rufus howled his anguish.
    “You men! You all stick together,” Flick muttered, disgusted. With her dog, with Kai, with the entire day.
    The bakery phone rang. Tiffany answered it and leaned over the counter, the receiver in her hand. “It’s your aunt.”
    “Of course it is.” Flick took the phone and snapped a quick hello.
    “What are you doing about my house, Felicity?”
    In that moment, a can of gas and a book of matches sounded like a fine idea, Flick decided.

Chapter Six
    AbbyM: It’s Happy Hour at the Fox tonight, girls! Who is ready to PARRRRTY?
    SawyersFutureWife: Is Sawyer going to be there?
    KevTheFirefighter: How many more times is Pippa going to have to beat Sawyer before he caves and admits that she’s a better pool player than he is?
    ***
    What was a girl to do after a day like she’d had? What was a girl to do on any Friday night in Mercy? Drink mojitos, of course, and Jack made the best ones around. She and Pippa arrived at the Smirking Fox just after eight and had promptly kicked Kevin and his fire fighter colleague off the two bar stools at the corner of the massive L-shaped bar that dominated the room. Everyone knew that she and Pippa had first call on those seats. Kevin complained good-naturedly, but they moved up a couple of seats and he bought their first round of drinks.
    As well he should, since he’d dropped not one but two rescue kittens off at Flick’s house a few hours earlier. The tabby had bolted up a curtain and stayed there, hissing, and the other had climbed into the laundry basket, deciding to hide out under her dirty clothes. They’d come out when they were hungry or needed to pee. She hoped.
    She also hoped that they weren’t tormenting Rufus or destroying the furniture while she was out painting the town a pale shade of pink.
    The Smirking Fox was their local hangout, with

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