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I laughed. “If she insists on calling me Silvermist, then I’ll continue calling her Tink. I didn’t even get to tell you that Anna tattooed Tinkerbell and Silvermist on herself today. She said it was to honor me.”

Jaxson started to laugh. “You’re kidding me!”

“I kid you not,” I smirked. “Can you read her text to me? She sent me the picture earlier, so you can see for yourself.”

“Twenty-three messages?” Jax asked with a raised brow.

“The girl’s nuts.” Remy snorted as he began to spread an ointment on my wound.

I tried not to wince or hiss out my pain, but it really hurt. It felt worse than a burn, times ten. “She’s Jemmy, intensified,” I laughed. “But super nice and sweet. I like her.”

“She wants to know what you are up to tonight and asked if you remembered to tell Leo about her request,” Jaxson stated as he sat down next to me.

“Tell her I think I’m going to lay down and tell her I did,” I said. She really didn’t need to know I was going to spy on one of her friends and hopefully get to talk to him.

“What did you have to tell Leo?” Jaxson asked mystified.

“Apparently, Leo is great in bed, and she wanted a repeat performance,” I explained bluntly.

Remy and Jaxson both gave a startled laugh. “Wow, just wow,” Jaxson commented as he shook his head.

Remy started to rewrap my dressing and gave me a gentle kiss on my brow. “Did you need another pain pill?”

I bit the bottom of my lip. I hated taking medication in general. I had this belief that, if I took something as common as ibuprofen too much, I would build a tolerance against it, so I generally abstained altogether. The stuff they had given me was intense. Stronger than anything I had ever taken. “I better,” I sighed in disgust at myself.

“Better to be safe than sorry. Do you still have that milk in your fridge?” Remy inquired as he started heading towards my minifridge.

“You guys ran down and got me six bottles this morning, so yes,” I teased him.

My phone went off once more.

“She says to text her when you get up and wants to know if you have any other jobs soon, and if not, can you meet her ‘for lunch or coffee sometime?’” Jaxson read as he started to shift through more of my clothing.

“Can you text her back and tell her I’ll text her, and that I’ll let her know about the other?” I asked, taking my pain medication with my milk.

“Stand up,” Remy commanded me gently as he began to undo my pants.

I was glad I had decided to wear a cute white, lacy set of underwear and bra today. I knew the guys could care less what I wore, but I wanted to feel cute for them.

He began to redress me in the outfit Jaxson had picked out for me right as someone knocked on the door.

Jaxson went to go open it, and Troy came strolling into the room. He was dressed in a pair of khaki pants and a black polo. He stopped short when he looked at me. “You look beautiful,” he said quietly.

“Thanks,” I said as I nervously tugged on the bottom of my shorts. They were slightly shorter than I preferred. I grabbed my white sandals and went over to the couch to slip them on. Once again, Remy kneeled and helped me strap them on.

“Thank you,” I murmured, gladly accepting the kiss he bestowed on my lips. It was sweet and full of yearning. I wish I had the right words to reassure him.

“I placed an order for some sushi, it’s on the way. We’ll stop and get some more snacks and drinks as well,” Troy commented as he linked his fingers through mine, tugging me to the door.

I stopped to give Jaxson a hug and kiss on the cheek, then let Troy lead me out of the room.

“The vehicle Leo’s bringing has a camera attached to it, so we can stay in the back,” Troy explained.

“It has a television, DVD players, and DVDs in there too, but we can go get some more if you want. It’s been a while since I’ve had a female on the team, so the movies might be more geared to us guys.”

“What are you trying to say?” I teased. “Are you saying that I only like chick flicks?”

He chuckled. “No, I know you like a good action flick as much as I do, but I want to allow you to have some options.”


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