anything.
Jared retrieved a first aid box out of a small compartment at the rear of the cruiser and sat down.
Dani took a seat next to him. “Aren’t you going to take the kit to him?”
“In a minute. He needs to finish what he can.”
It must have only been three or four minutes, but it seemed like forever before Ian sat up. Marco, who’d been kneeling the whole time, moved to stand but wobbled over and sat down hard. Jared shot out of the cruiser and knelt between the two men. He talked to Marco as he pulled out gauze pads and medical tape for Ian. Marco shook his head and attempted to stand again, this time successfully.
Dani hurried over, careful not to slip on any blood. She tried to ignore the smell of burnt flesh. “Can I help? Do anything?”
Marco weaved a little as he answered. “Nope, we’re all good. Healing isn’t exactly my strong point. I have to use a lot of psi energy, but I’ll be fine. We’ll both be fine, won’t we boss?”
“I’ll be better when I get my hands on those putrid crags ,” Ian said.
Jared cut the sleeve off Ian’s shirt, applied a thick wad of medical pads, and wrapped gauze around his arm.
Ian seemed a little shaky when he got to his feet, but his voice remained strong. He glanced down at the bandage. “Good job, you two.” He turned toward the cruiser, then stopped abruptly at the sound of a massive boom coming from the other side of the door. Marco stepped to his side and the two men shared a look.
“Let’s move,” Ian said. “I don’t know what that thing is, but we’re going to find out.”
Dani stepped into the cruiser and sat next to Jared. She struggled to make sense of everything. She wanted to ask more about psi, but Ian stepped in and took the seat a across from her. Their eyes met and that reverb hit again. She liked it. A lot.
He grinned. “You’ve had an interesting day. How you holding up?”
His acknowledgment of everything she’d been through, even though he sat there nearly bleeding to death, made her want to cry. Which was stupid. She sat up a little straighter and smiled back at him. “Definitely one for the record books. I’m good. Any chance of getting some clothes where we’re going?”
“I’ll see what I can do.” He pulled his phone from the non-bloody side of his shirt. The bloodstain on his arm bandage had stopped growing.
Marco jumped in and sat a few seats down from her. The cruiser took off like before. Halfway back to the bar, they slowed to a stop. The cruiser turned to the right and an opening appeared at the flick of Marco’s hand. As they sped down another tunnel, Dani glanced back to find the opening had vanished.
Ian talked to someone on his phone in hushed tones. She heard him say her name and glanced up as he scanned her body from head to toe. “Size eight?”
“Yeah. Maybe a ten on top,” Dani said.
He winked at her and relayed the information to the person on the phone.
Marco chuckled and muttered something about a ten on top.
Dani crossed her arms and glared at him.
“Sorry,” he said. “Just kinda cute the way you said that. You know, being a perfect ten and all. Cuz, you are in my book.”
Jared rolled his eyes, but kept quiet.
It was impossible not to like the man. When he smiled, which he did often, he looked like an overgrown kid with a new puppy.
Dani willed the tension out of her shoulders and smiled back. “It’s okay. I’m just a little stressed right now. Where are we going?”
“Como,” Marco replied. “We’ll get some good food. Oh, and we have a new EP. Wait till you meet her.”
Dani was about to ask where Como was when she looked up and registered two things: first, no one was looking where they were going, and second, they were about to slam into a solid wall. She screamed and threw herself to the floor to brace for impact.
Chapter 4
Dani lifted her head, heart pounding, and swept some hair off her face. The heat of Ian’s body registered through the
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