Deadly Dealings (Hardy Brothers Security Book 13)

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only focus on one thing at a time and right now they’re talking about the people manufacturing and moving the Twilight,” Ally said. “He got distracted because Jake was mad about me going to Peter’s house and I slipped by unnoticed.”
    “You’re wily.”
    “I am,” Ally agreed, her gaze moving to Mandy’s mostly untouched plate. “Didn’t you eat anything?”
    “I ate some of the potatoes.”
    “What about the chicken?”
    “If I even get it close to my mouth I want to hurl,” Mandy replied.
    “If chicken makes you sick why don’t we try beef?”
    Mandy made a face.
    “What doesn’t make you want to hurl?” Ally asked, shifting so she was closer to Mandy on the couch and could rest the side of her head against her best friend’s.
    “Not much,” Mandy admitted. “Hopefully I’ll feel better tomorrow.”
    “If you don’t feel better soon James is going to hurl,” Ally said. “He’s going to hurl a chair through the sliding glass doors. He’s really tense.”
    “I know. I don’t know what to do. I can’t force food down and then make him watch me puke. That doesn’t seem like much of a reward.”
    “Reward?” Ally cocked an eyebrow. “What are you rewarding him for?”
    “He saved my life.”
    “He saved both your lives,” Ally corrected. “You’re the thing he loves most in this world. You don’t need to reward him for saving your life when it would’ve killed him to lose you.”
    Mandy remained silent, her gaze fixed on the wall across from them.
    “It would’ve killed me to lose you, too.”
    Mandy chuckled. She couldn’t help herself. “I’m glad James saved your life.”
    “And if I would’ve died then Jake would’ve died because he can’t live without me,” Ally said. “James really saved four lives. He’s a hero.”
    “He’s my hero. That’s for sure.”
    “I guess I shouldn’t have given him such a hard time at dinner then,” Ally mused.
    “That was probably good for him,” Mandy said. “He needs someone to yell at and he can’t yell at me because I almost died. He’s a big ball of energy.”
    “And you can’t have sex with him to relieve that energy because you’re sick.”
    “This is true.”
    “Do you know what you should do?” Ally asked.
    “What?”
    “Tell him you love him every chance you get and then get better at your own pace,” Ally said. “You can’t do anything more than that so you need to stop trying.”
    “You’re the best friend I’ll ever have, Ally.”
    “I know.”
     
    “WHERE is Ally?” Jake asked, glancing around the empty living room.
    After cleaning up the dinner dishes, Finn, Emma, Grady, and Sophie said their goodbyes. That’s when Jake noticed everyone’s favorite fireball was missing, although he couldn’t figure out how that escaped his attention previously.
    “One guess,” James grumbled, moving toward the stairs.
    Jake followed James to the second floor, and when James stilled Jake moved around him to get a gander at the couch. Mandy was asleep on one end, her head resting on a pillow and a blanket hanging off her hips. Ally was asleep on the other side, her pillow touching Mandy’s and her fingers resting on top of the blonde’s still hand.
    “I’ll wake her,” Jake whispered, moving to walk around the coffee table and collect his girlfriend.
    “Leave her,” James said. “Mandy hasn’t slept this hard since she woke up in the hospital.”
    “You want Ally to spend the night here?” Jake asked, surprised.
    “The couch is big,” James said. “If you move the pillows at the back of it to the floor you can fit next to Ally.”
    “Are you suggesting the four of us sleep on this couch together?” Jake didn’t look thrilled at the prospect.
    “I’m suggesting Mandy and Ally want to be close to one another right now,” James said. “If we want to be close to them we’re going to have to make some concessions.”
    Jake sighed, resigned. “Fine. I’m not holding your hand,

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