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class with a friend.” He shifted in his seat, earning him another stern look. “Her friend went off to that new club, Anonymous, and she didn’t want to go. So I offered her a ride.”
    Zoe pulled tight a stitch, then leaned in for another, the needle sliding under his skin. Fuck, he felt that one. “Generous of you.”
    “Yeah, well, girls like her don’t normally turn up for those classes. And she was dressed up in all that designer shit. Couldn’t leave her waiting around on the curb for a taxi. She’d have been eaten alive.”
    Zoe nodded. Both of them knew the truth of that. Royal Road might be among Detroit’s up-and-coming neighborhoods, but it wasn’t there yet. It could get dangerous at night, especially if you weren’t a local or didn’t know what you were doing.
    The clang of the downstairs door echoed through the garage and Zee didn’t miss the sudden, bright flash that crossed Zoe’s face as she tied off the last stitch.
    Gideon was clearly back.
    Zee didn’t know quite what was going on with those two, but it was majorly obvious to everyone that Zoe had a giant crush on Gideon. Kind of wrong when he was her foster brother. Then again, it wasn’t any wonder. Zee didn’t know their background—Gideon never spoke of it and Zee never asked—but apparently Zoe had been fostered into the same family as Gideon. She was quite a bit younger than him and when he’d aged out of the system they’d stayed in touch. Then something had happened and Zoe had run away and Gideon had somehow rescued her, which, if you knew Gideon, was pretty much par for the course since the guy had a white knight complex a mile wide. Whatever had happened, the result was a bad case of hero worship on Zoe’s part that Gideon was completely blind to.
    It was kind of cute.
    Zee met her gaze and watched the color rise under her smooth, light brown skin. She turned away sharply, fiddling with the medical kit she’d gotten out to stitch Zee up with.
    Yeah, she had it bad all right. Damn shame, especially when Zee was pretty certain Gideon would never, ever see her as a woman. Hell, Gideon didn’t much like it when other people saw her as a woman.
    Footsteps came up the stairs, the door opening to admit the guy himself.
    “Christ,” he said, taking one look at Zee’s face. “Good fight then?”
    “I won, so yeah.” There was another office chair on casters nearby. With a lazy movement of his foot, Zee sent it rolling across the floor to the other man.
    Zoe finished packing away the medical kit, turning as Gideon grabbed the chair and sat down. Her arms were folded across her chest, a crease between her brows. “So? Is it true?”
    Zee raised the non-stitched eyebrow in Gideon’s direction.
    “Levi.” Gideon blew out a breath. “Just been visiting him.”
    Levi was the fourth member of the little makeshift family Gideon had drawn together ten years ago, back when they’d all been lonely, unwanted teens at the Royal Road teen drop-in center.
    He was currently in jail, doing time for manslaughter.
    They tried not to mention Levi when Rachel was around, since the whole reason Levi was doing time was because of a mistake she’d made eight years ago, when she’d been young and stupid. Levi had protected her from an assault and in the process had accidentally killed the guy who’d been assaulting her.
    He’d been away for eight years, but since he’d been a model prisoner his lawyer had managed to get his sentence reduced. It looked like he was going to be getting out pretty soon.
    “And?” Zoe prompted. “What did he say, Gideon?”
    The other man leaned back, pushing a hand through his shaggy black hair. Then he grinned. “So impatient, little one.”
    “Oh come on!”
    “Okay, okay. Yes, he’s getting out. Another month tops.”
    The beginnings of a hopeful smile turned Zoe’s mouth. “Seriously? That’s it? Another month?”
    “Yeah. I told him he could stay with me while he gets himself back on his