Team: Echo
she
considered family or friends, and these men fit into that category
- both.
    “ I know you won’t and don’t worry about Mikhail, his growl is
usually worse than his bite,” Sphinx grinned at her. “He’ll ease up
in a couple of days but he’s always been fairly Alpha male, I think
it’s a sniper thing personally but when I ask he just mutters
something under his breath I’m pretty sure is anatomically
impossible.”
    Penny shrugged. “I don’t blame him for feeling the way that
he does. I get it.” Likely because she had been a sniper for a time
as well. “I really don’t but damn it’s getting old. With him
looking at me as if I’m going to be spreading all the family
secrets about.”
    “ I can give you all the reasons he’s the way he is Penelope
but you’ll still feel the same so I won’t waste the breath. Get
digging,” Marius said, grabbing an axe and moved up into the trees.
“Don’t forget to drink water often, you get dehydrated and collapse
remember you’re at our mercy out here,” he called followed up by an
evil chuckle.
    “ Right, will keep that in mind boss,” Penny said with a laugh
and began to work.

Chapter Seven

    Walking into Duke’s Place, the only and only dance bar or
club in all of Greensfield, James grinned at the others who all
groaned. “Told you it was country with a side of country,” he
yelled over the band that was belting out a classic. Putting a hand
on Penny’s back he pointed towards the bar. “We’ll get drinks and
find a place to park our asses between dances.”
    “ Sounds good to me.” Penny moved along and twisted and turned
between people, being swept up into a step or two of a two-step
line dance before she ultimately claimed a table for them all.
Grinning she moved along with the music and looked around. “I
happen to love country music boys. As long as it’s not all twangy
and my girl kicked my dog on her way out to my truck kind of
music.” The upbeat country music she loved though.
    “ Do you dance too?” James asked, whistling a second later and
grinned at the waitress. Holding up fingers for the count he made a
large circle and then gave a thumbs up. “Beers and first round of
shots are coming,” he plopped down in a chair.
    “ Love it,” Penny confessed. “To me dancing is the fun way to
work out. That and running. Can’t seem to get enough of either of
them.” She ran at the farm, even after pulling a long day helping
clear the brush. It was the only time she was able to be alone with
her mind and only her thoughts.
    “ Well, there’s no dancing before shots and then any time you
sit back at the table there’s another round of shots,” Mikhail told
her, coming up with the first round. Setting two handfuls down he
spread them out and lifted his. “To Penelope, she’s actually
managed to survive with a bunch of men without killing any of
us.”
    The others lifted their shots and grinned at her. “To Penny!”
and downed the amber liquid.
    Penny lifted her shot, laughed and drank it down. She didn’t
miss how Mikhail kept Daisy close to him. “So how did Gareth manage
to talk you into coming out tonight so that he could stay with Ms.
Honey herself?” They all knew that child had every single one of
them wrapped around her pinky finger and to get to spend alone time
with her, well hell every one of them would cut off an arm, the
fathers especially.
    “ Bribery,” Anton said with a grin. “Come on D, come dance with
me,” he said, getting up and tugged the little woman away from Mik
with a chuckle. Spinning her around he got them out among the
crowd.
    “ Penny, you want a go?” James asked, hopping off his stool and
held out a hand even as his feet were already moving to the
tune.
    “ Abso-freaking-lutely.” She tossed the rest of her shot back
and grabbed his hat off his head to shove it onto hers and moved
with him to the dance floor, laughter flowing behind her like
bubbles. They moved together to the fast paced

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