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He quirks his lips. “Aye, you are a bloody troublemaker, that’s for sure.” I tease, “But you knew that going in.” “It was the Tinker Bell tutu that gave it away.” His grin is sudden and blindingly beautiful. The man is so handsome, it hurts. “Can I ask why we’re moving?’ “Every gangster and his brother knows where I live now. It’s not safe here anymore. If it were only me, I’d take my time relocating, but I’ve recently acquired some precious cargo I won’t take any chances with.” “Aw. How sweet. Call me cargo again and see how long it takes before your nose gets broken. You can ask Kieran, he’ll tell you.” Amused by my tart tone, he exhales a short breath though his nose. Then he slaps my ass, grinning. “Get a coat and shoes on.” I bat my lashes at him and hold up my hands. “I’ll p
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