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Why not drive the blade a little deeper?”
    Ethan trusted his wife but Callen had a very valid concern. He’d always wondered when the time would come that Elizabeth would wake up and see that she’d married beneath her. She would get mad whenever he said that, but it was his fear. Somehow, Ethan and Callen scored a gorgeous outsider, and trying to keep her was their goal. If they were horny, she was too. Add that to a young Marine, and Ethan wanted to self-medicate.
    A lot.
    “I checked him out. The first thing I did was pull his military records.”
    Callen looked over. “I need to see them.”
    Blackhawk didn't know what to do. There was the potential to make the man crazy. “Okay.” If it was him, he’d need to see too.
    Hesitantly, Ethan slid the file across the desk.
    Whitefox opened it and began scanning the details. Fortunately for him, the man wasn’t Native. He was young, handsome, brave, and covered in tattoos.
    “Well, holy bloody kick in the balls. I was wrong. It could get worse. Our woman is being guarded by a tattoo covered soldier. Great.”
    Yeah, Blackhawk thought the same damn thing. “I know.”
    “This is horrible. I’m edgy, cranky, and horny as hell. Now I find out the woman we love is with another man, and he’s someone she would be attracted to. I want to punch holes in all the walls.”
    Blackhawk didn't want to laugh at his brother’s discomfort, but he understood. “I hear you. I thought the same exact thing when I saw it.”
    “Which was when?” Callen asked.
    “Three weeks, four days, nine hours, and twenty three minutes ago,” he stated, checking his watch. Sadly, he’d been letting it eat away at him for a while.
    “We need a distraction,” Callen declared.
    “Like what? A rather entertaining nuclear holocaust in which there are thousands of gruesome casualties?” Ethan asked. That was about all that would get his mind off some young soldier that close to his beautiful dick magnet wife.
    Yeah, he went there.
    Sue him.
    Callen dropped back down on the couch and tried not to think about sex or the woman he loved. “Good point.”
    “Think about work.”
    “I’m all caught up.”
    Okay, well there had to be something. Then Ethan recalled Callen’s other love in life. “We should go hunting. Maybe killing something will drop the testosterone levels,” Blackhawk offered.
    “You hate hunting.”
    “That’s okay. You don’t, so I’ll go with you.”
    The idea had merit. If there was something Callen liked, it was sitting in the silence of the Rez to look for a deer. Maybe it was barbaric, but he really needed to vent some of his frustration, and bloodshed, with a gun, seemed the best way. “Okay. Let’s do it.”
    “We can put in for some time off and head out this Saturday morning. I’m sure that Dad will take parent duty over the weekend. He’s been bitching that he’s out of jerky.”
    The idea of blowing some animal apart to forget his need to bone his woman seemed wrong, but he was desperate at that point— in more ways than one.
    When Ethan’s intercom buzzed, he reached for it. “Yes, Ginny?” he asked.
    “Mr. B, Elizabeth has a call on line three. It’s Doctor Magnus, and he sounds…frantic.”
    That put them both on alert. Right before they sent Tony from their home to hunt down the woman of his dreams, they told him to call if there was something he needed. Ethan really hoped the younger woman didn't make a break for it. Elizabeth was the one who worked on broken hearts.
    It was out of their element.
    “Tony, what’s wrong?” Blackhawk asked, putting the call on speaker, so his brother could listen in.
    “I have a big problem. I need Lyzee.”
    “She’s not here.”
    “Oh, hell. I need help!”
    They could tell by the tone of his voice that this was going to be more than just a girl issue. In fact, they only had him check in weekly, and two days ago he sounded fine and in love. Everything appeared to be going smoothly.
    “What