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down at him, forcing the other male to crane his neck
back to maintain eye contact. ‘Who wants to know?’
    ‘I’m her head of security. I want to know if I can trust you, trust
you to have my back if shit went south.’
    Korvain’s dark eyes looked over the male. Not even a hint of fear.
‘Yeah, I got your back,’ he replied after enough silence filled the space
between them.
    The other male relaxed visibly, his shoulders drooping, the bravado
draining from his hazel eyes. ‘Good.’ He offered Korvain his palm. ‘I’m Mason.’
    ‘Korvain.’
    He frowned.
    ‘Yeah, I know it sounds weird to you. I had parents with a strange
fucking sense of humor.’ Korvain laughed to ease the
other man. Mason laughed, too.
    ‘Does it mean something?’
    ‘Korvain? No.’ Korvain brushed off the lie with a tight-lipped
smile.
    ‘Look, I’ve got to get home and see Sophie. I hope you can make it
back here. I heard you handled yourself real well up there.’ Mason turned and
left him in the dimly-lit hallway.
    Korvain didn’t mix with humans, but when he did it was never
well...except for this male it seemed. Ducking left, he pushed down on the metal
bar across the door and stepped into the cool night. The door slammed shut behind
him and he faded back to the house he shared with Adrian and his sister.
    The front door was unlocked when he arrived on the front step. With
the door shut behind him, Adrian’s voice carried down the hallway.
    ‘My brother. You hungry?’
    ‘Yeah. I could eat,’ Korvain called back, locking the door at his
back. Fading into the house would have been so much easier, but it was a safety
issue they didn’t want to handle.
    Above the door, they had a protection rune carved into the wood to
prevent any unwanted visitors. The premise was the same as the runes used in
the club, just more rudimentary—less powerful. It prevented people from fading
in, but it wouldn’t stop everyone.
    When Korvain rounded the corner, Adrian had somehow crammed his body
into an apron that was straining across his chest, the slogan ‘Kiss the Cook’ distorted
over his wide pectorals.
    ‘That’s a good look for you, Ad. I’m sure you’ll make someone a very
nice wife someday.’
    His best friend barked a laugh and threw a dish towel at him. ‘Did
you remember to pick up some milk, sweetie?’ he asked in a falsetto voice,
laughing again.
    ‘What are you making?’ Korvain asked still chuckling, parking it on
one of the stools under the breakfast bar.
    ‘Just reheating what Taer made for us earlier.’
    Korvain smiled. ‘She’s a good kid.’
    ‘Yeah, but don’t let her hear you calling her that.’
    Adrian spooned some pasta onto a plate for Korvain and grabbed him a
fork. ‘What happened to the dealer you caught?’
    Korvain chewed slowly, swallowing before answering. ‘Cops hauled his
ass away.’
    Ad whistled through his teeth. ‘No shit, eh? I thought he would have
squealed after Bryn put the pressure on him.’
    Korvain shrugged.
    ‘So did Bryn ask you to come back in again?’
    Korvain shook his head, loading another mouthful of pasta onto his
fork. ‘She said she’d call me in if she needed help again, but didn’t say
when.’
    ‘Well, if Winta is a no-show again, I’ll make sure she calls you in
to cover. I’ve never seen the men behave so well before, with the exception of
that cocksucker with the wandering hands and the drugs. You scared the shit out
of them.’
    ‘I have a habit of doing that,’ he replied in a steady drawl,
smiling.
    Adrian laughed out loud, but somehow managed to keep on shovelling
in the food at the same time.
    When his plate was scraped clean, Korvain took it to the sink to
rinse and placed it in the dishwasher. ‘I’m beat. I’ll see you tomorrow
sometime.’
    The two clapped palms and Korvain dragged his ass upstairs to disarm
and clean up.
    He stripped his body of weapons, the twin Sig Saurs under his arms
going straight into the safe in his closet. His