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Mickey woke the next morning feeling surprisingly chipper for someone who would probably be drawn and quartered when his Captain found out he’d spilled the beans. If it happened, it happened. At least he’d had the best kiss of his life and the best night’s sleep in a month. He whistled as he went downstairs, meeting Delaney in the hall.
“Still high on pain medication?”
“Some things are better than drugs, Delaney.”
“You aren’t hitting on Pryce’s daughter, are you?”
“Of course not.” He avoided looking at Delaney. “Uh, where is she? I thought we were supposed to be protecting her?”
“She’s breakfasting with her aunts in there. And what’s this “we” stuff? I’m the only one who’s been watching her this morning, while you had a nice little lie in—”
“Well, I had to go pull her in off the
