"Okay, no next time, geez," Jackson laughs, then goes to check out Trace. From behind them, Price hollers, “I found them.”
"Good lord, no need to scream, just bring him the damn keys," Liam grumbles, sticking out his hand for the keys.
"Sorry, Alpha," Price says, dropping the key into Liam’s hand.
"It’s okay, Price," he tells him, then gently takes hold of Aria's wrists and removes the cuffs. "How do they feel, darlin’?"
Aria massages her right wrist with her left hand as she answers, “Much better.” With the handcuffs off and the adrenaline leaving her body, she finally takes notice of her mate. Her eyes widen as she scans him from head to toe, “Tennessee, he's … he's naked!”
Price and Jackson laugh, and Liam grins at her. “That’s very observant of you, darlin’.”
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