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anyone hurt her. She couldn’t run, for one, her hip wouldn’t allow it, but two, she had nowhere to go in the small space. She took a breath. Kason looked calm. Whatever his friend wanted with her, it wasn’t to hurt her. His non-concern about his friend hurting her allowed her to have the courage to stay where she was as the big SEAL came toward her.
    Dude gently took her chin in his hand and raised her head. Jess felt his other hand brush against her neck. Then he dropped her chin and picked up one of her hands, he pushed the sleeve of her shirt up to examine the bruises on her upper arm, then did the same on the other side. “He cause that limp?”
    Jess shook her head, she couldn’t get a word out of her tight throat if her life depended on it.
    Dude cocked his head as if determining if she was telling the truth or not. Whatever he saw apparently was enough, because he turned on his heel and headed back to the door. “I’m calling Wolf. We’ll get the rest of her shit today. You take care of her.” Then he was out the door and gone.
    Jess let out a breath and looked at Kason again. He was standing at the now closed door.
    “Come here.”
    Jess didn’t think. She went to him. She limped across the room and straight into Kason’s arms. As they closed around her, she breathed easy for the first time since the knock on the door happened.
    “He’s a little intense,” Jess commented, even if it felt like the understatement of the year.
    Benny laughed. “You don’t know the half of it. You okay?  Dude would never hurt you, but you didn’t know that.”
    “I did know it. Okay, well, not at first, but you said you wouldn’t let anyone hurt me and you didn’t move when he came toward me, so I figured I was okay.”
    “Jesus, Jess. Thank you for trusting me.”
    “I thought we weren’t supposed to thank each other,” Jess said with a grin, looking up at Kason as he held her in the circle of his arms.
    He laughed. “You got me there. Okay, let’s tackle one thing at a time today. Go get dressed. I’m assuming you have some clothes in the bag Dude brought.” Benny gestured to the bag sitting on the floor that Dude had dropped by the door when he’d stalked inside.
    “Once you’re dressed, we’ll handle the other shit. Obviously we can cross ‘getting your stuff’ off the list, Dude and the guys have that covered.”
    “How will they know what’s mine and what’s Brian’s?”
    “They’ll figure it out, and if they don’t, who fucking cares. If they miss anything, I’ll get it for you.”
    “I can’t ask you to . . .”
    “You didn’t ask. I offered.” Benny interrupted Jess before she could finish her thought and leaned down, grabbed her bag and handed it to her. “Now get changed. As much as I like seeing you in my shirt, we have shit we have to do, and I’m not letting you leave the apartment looking like sex on a stick. Get moving.” Benny let go of Jess and turned her gently to face the room. He gave her a little push to the small of her back.
    “You guys must take lessons in ‘bossy,’” Jess said, laughing as she limped toward the hallway. She looked back to see Kason’s eyes on her ass as she walked. She faltered a bit remembering what he’d told her earlier.
    She watched as Benny’s eyes came up off her ass and up to meet her eyes. He merely winked and dropped his eyes again. Jess could only laugh and shake her head as she limped out of sight down the hallway.
     
     

Chapter Seven
     
     
     
    Jessyka sat on the couch at Kason’s apartment and tried not to cry. She’d cried enough for one day.
    While the morning had started off all right, the rest of the day had sucked. She’d called her boss at the bar and he’d been horrified at everything that had happened. Luckily, since she was a good employee, he’d given her an entire week off.
    Next, Jess had contacted the women’s shelter and let them know she was safe and with a friend. Jess loved how Kason had put his