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fingers you a bit, it should make you nice and wet. If not, lube. It’ll make things easier.”
    “Do you just...say, hold on, let me get some lube?”
    “If you need to. If he has a problem with it, he can find another vagina to stick his dick in. I think I have an unopened bottle of lube up stairs you can have.”
    “I can’t believe we’re having this conversation. I could never have had this talk with my mom.” Hannah’s dad was completely out of the question.
    “And that’s seriously wrong. I mean, I know what my parents wanted for me, I understood why, but I feel like not being able to have these conversations about sex is part of the problem, regardless of faith. It’s a matter of health. Girls don’t know their own bodies, everything is taboo. I just can’t with it. God made sex, and sex is good.”
    “Do your parents know?”
    “That I’m not a nun? Probably. I haven’t come out and said it, but I’d be surprised if they couldn’t read between the lines. I never did well with the organized religion part of our lives. Faith? I have that in spades, but religion, not so much.”
    Hannah nodded. It was a topic they discussed often, because who else would understand?
    “Are you sure this is what you want? Is he what you want? Because I’m not going to lie, I’m not crazy about a guy who is totally into you, then ignores you, then is into you again.”
    “Something happened to him. Something before I met him.”
    “And that’s left him so scarred and incapable of being there for you? Not sure I’m buying it.”
    “No, not like that. I just mean, I get it happening once. I get him running away that one time. But you’re right, if he can’t handle everything, he’s not who I want him to be, and we won’t work.” Hannah took a deep breath and sat up straight. Those were big words when she had zero resolve when it came to Mason.

3.
    M ason pushed the door to Zain’s lair open. It was really their Intelligence and Technical department, both of which were under Zain’s purview.
    “Dead man walking.” Gavin pushed his chair into Mason’s path.
    “Go type something.” Mason shoved the chair and kid out of his way and kept going to the office in the back. Sweat broke out along his spine and his throat was a little dry. It was well and all to talk a good game when Hannah was in front of him, it was another to set about on a plan of insubordination.
    Zain stood behind his desk, studying a tablet screen Mason couldn’t see. Zain glanced at him and nodded. Mason closed the door and took a seat, tapping out his frustration on the arm rests. Being Zain’s cousin wouldn’t get him anywhere, and Mason didn’t expect Zain to stick his neck out for him, either. From beginning to end, this was Mason’s mess.
    “So, Hannah?” Zain didn’t look up.
    “Yeah, what was I supposed to do?” Mason laced his fingers together to keep from fidgeting. It was one of the first things his lawyer had taught him going into the trial.
    You can tell a guilty person by how many times they scratch their head or pick lint off their clothes. Don’t be a guilty person.
    “I don’t know, man.” Zain put his tablet down and sat across from Mason. “Helping her move was the right thing to do, but her old man won’t see it like that.”
    “I know.” And when Mr. Stevens found out about Mexico...things would get ugly. “Are you going to bust my chops?”
    “I’m not saying jack shit. I don’t know what his deal is, or who he gets his intel from, but it’s not me. I never told him about what happened.”
    Mason let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. He’d never asked Zain outright if it was him or not. Mason hadn’t wanted to know if his cousin had spilled the beans. Because if it’d been Zain...well, it was a reality that would never happen. Zain wouldn’t lie.
    “How’d he find out?” Mason stared at the desk.
    “No clue. Some guys will tell their chaplain more than they should. Clearly