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Faithful, insisted we also take Emrick as an added boost to security.  From what I gathered they were some of the top fighters An Dílis had and we were damn lucky to have them.  I didn’t know them as well as I knew Hagan and Pádraig but they seemed nice and very professional.
    I looked over at Jameson, surprised.  “We’re just going to Drop Kick Dan’s.  Why is Archer making both of them come with us?  Isn’t one bodyguard enough?”
    “You know how protective Archer is of you,” Jameson mumbled, running his hand through his shoulder-length hair. 
    That had been a sore subject between us for the past few weeks.  Jameson was well aware of his brother’s feelings for me and wasn’t too thrilled about them.  Also, I suspected that he knew I secretly returned Archer’s feelings as well.  I was a whole bundle of confused emotions when it came to the two of them.  All that said though, I would never be unfaithful to Jameson.  I cared deeply about him and would never do anything to hurt his feelings.  The shared kiss between Archer and I when I thought he was dying was still a secret from Jameson, as far as I knew.  I’d tell Jameson about it, but why hurt him unnecessarily?  It happened in the heat of the moment and was, what I thought, a dying man’s last request.  It was in the past and would hopefully stay there.
    “I know,” I sighed.  “Do you think we can get there a little early?  I’d like to visit with everyone before the show.  I haven’t seen Nikki in weeks.”
    “Sure babe,” Jameson smiled.
    I bit my bottom lip and looked down at my hands.  I wanted to ask Jameson’s permission to do something, but I didn’t know how he’d take it.
    “Um, so…” I started timidly, “I was wondering if it would be okay if I invited Dean out with us tonight, you know because I still haven’t gotten a chance to thank him for helping in my rescue.”
    Jameson growled lowly, unhappy with my wanting to see Dean.  I looked over at Trey for help.
    “You know,” Trey immediately spoke up as he took a deep breath, his brow furrowed in thought, “I don’t think I’ve seen him since they brought you back.  He hasn’t been to the club in a few weeks…neither have any of his wolves.  I personally think it would be the neighborly thing to do.  After all, we do have to peacefully coexist with them.  Who knows, we may need the Kaxaw pack’s services again in the future.  A ‘thank you’ is just good manners, don’t you think Jameson?”
    I smiled at Trey, thanking him with my eyes for his help, and turned back to Jameson.  Jameson’s lips were pursed unhappily, but I could tell that he was seriously thinking about what Trey said.
    “So?” I whispered hopefully after a few anxious seconds.  I genuinely felt bad about how I left things with Dean before I was kidnapped.  I’d had a few weeks to reconcile with the fact that werewolves existed and he was one.  I not only wanted to thank him for assisting in my rescue, but I also wanted to apologize for my behavior towards him the night of.  We ended things on a pretty bad note.
    “All right,” Jameson begrudgingly relented with a sigh.  “I just don’t want him hitting on you while I’m up on stage.”
    I scoffed as I stood on my knees and hugged his neck.  “As if, sweetheart.  He’s not interested in me like that; we’re just acquaintances.  And besides, you know you’re the only man for me baby.  I wouldn’t be receptive of his attention even if he did try, which he won’t, so just relax.  A bodyguard will be with me at all times and, due to the longstanding feud between you guys, I’m sure he wouldn’t waste an opportunity to break a wolf’s neck if given half the chance.”
    Jameson wrapped his arms around me and flashed us to the ground, me on my back and him on top of me, his delicious hips between my thighs.  I squealed at the unexpectedness of it and laughed.  He playfully smiled down at me and gently