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person you are, we wouldn’t bother you in the least. Tonight, we have a surprise for you. It’s not big. You don’t even have to get dressed up for it. We want to get to know you better.”
    She heard Angel turn and approach them. “Please?” Glancing his way, he looked like a giant dark-eyed puppy and her heart flipped and melted at the same time. She had absolutely no willpower to fight that look.
    “Just tell me where we’re going.”
    “Back to Angel’s,” Troy said, a lighter version of his charm returning. “My place was an option, but all our gaming junk is at his.”
    She chuckled. Games. Then it hit her again. They’re so young!
    She was ready to take a step away, just get in her car and go home when Troy’s touch skimmed down her arm. “You can get cleaned up and everything. Honest. Come home with us?”
    She swallowed. It was a hell of a risk, she knew that. Flashes of Bryan’s behavior returned to her. Studying them, her vision flicked between them. “What if— Could you do it at my house?” She felt secure at her home. Somehow it felt less stressful, whatever it was they had planned, if they were on her turf.
    The two men glanced at each other, then nodded. “Yeah, we can run home and bring what we have over.” Troy’s gaze regarded her closely. “It will make you feel better, won’t it?”
    She almost shrugged, then decided there wasn’t a point in it. “Yeah, it will.”
    Angel tilted his head, his gaze flowing over her, missing nothing in the sweep. “Who hurt you, Michelle?”
    She startled with a near yelp at the question. “Wha— What do you mean?”
    Troy slapped him in the stomach. “Ignore him. Go on home. We’ll be there in about forty-five minutes. And thanks for letting us do this.”
    Both moved out of her way, though she was too jumpy to really think about anything other than making the key fob work and getting behind the wheel. Troy was a gentleman and made sure she was all buckled in before he shut the door. “See you in a bit.”
    Michelle nodded, shaken, but having already given the okay, couldn’t take it back. She pulled away from the lot, following as the two male forms filled the charcoal gray Impala in her mirror until she was too far away.
    “Just what have you gotten yourself into, Michelle?”
    Without an answer, she simply drove, wanting to ensure she was showered and changed before they were even close to knocking on her door.
     
    * * * *
    Angel winced when Troy snapped at him once they were in the car. “Good job, ex-lax. Where did that come from?”
    Angel shrugged. “I don’t know. She just went so pale.” He sagged in his seat. “I think she was married, or at least, in a very serious relationship.”
    “Why do you say that?”
    “Remember JoLee’s ex? How gun shy she was after their split?” Angel couldn’t help but picture the haunted, wary look that had filled Michelle’s beautiful eyes right after they’d explained where they were going. Just like his sister had when she’d escaped her abusive ex-husband.
    Troy nodded. “He was a bastard and a half.” The light bulb must have turned on for Troy, because he said, “She’s behaving the same way, isn’t she?”
    “A lot, yeah.”
    “Fuckers.” He twisted his hands on the wheel as he drove them to the apartments. “But treating her with kid gloves, Angel, man, it’s killing me.”
    “I know. Hopefully tonight’s surprise will help.”
    “Man I hope so. It’s getting harder not to just say I love her.”
    Angel nodded, relieved actually that Troy had admitted it. “Dude, I’ve been in love with her. You think it’s any easier for me?”
    Troy snickered. “We’ll get her.”
    “Yes, we will.” Silence fell between them.
    It only took them a few minutes to bag up all the groceries while Troy went over to Angel’s place to grab the game console, and a couple games, something silly and active, something they knew any age person would and were doing. They loved their