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like you, Mickey, so don’t touch her, okay?”
    “Got it, boss.” Mickey nodded sagely. Odd—usually he would just nod, but this time words accompanied the gesture.
    Was the whole world fucking upside down?
    The first brother he ran into was Kieran. Of course, he would be here. Rica was here.
    “You gotta help me.” Shannon looked back at where Shay sat, resisting the urge to go scoop her up and take her to the nearest bed for a day or five. “That woman—she’s making me crazy.”
    Kieran raised a brow, not saying much of anything. That was Kieran sometimes though. As the oldest he always felt the need to make them work through their own problems.
    “Look, she is making me… She has me…” Holy fuck, how the hell to describe it? “I can’t think straight and my fucking chest aches. She’s hiding something—she’s running. I have to know what it is so I can kill it and keep her.”
    “Calm the fuck down. If you need us we’ll hold the bitch until you’re done, but stop babbling like a fucking moron!” Fionn came up from behind. He hadn’t made a sound but Shannon instinctively knew he was there. Fionn seemed to carry the cold wind of death with him. Maybe a trick of the mind, seeing as how his brother actually enjoyed killing, but Shannon felt it nonetheless.
    Maybe Fionn was kidding, but then again maybe not. Probably not. “You touch her and I’ll forget you’re my brother.”
    The words surprised Shannon, and he’d spoken them.
    “What the ever-loving hell is wrong with you?” he heard Kieran mutter under his breath. He knew the eldest by a whole two weeks was staring at him like he’d lost it. Shit, he had lost it.
    Fionn quirked a brow at him. “So what is it exactly you want us to do?”
    Little brothers were a pain. Especially when they were right. What the hell did he want them to do?
    “Where’s Conall?” Shannon asked, desperate for any kind of wisdom. Not that Conall would any better than Fionn or Kieran.
    “He has some issues to straighten out,” Kieran responded cryptically. Shit. Conall had called him about a girl and a witness or some shit. He was supposed to call Shannon if shit got harry, but he never received that call.
    “Is he straight?” One thing that they would never do was forsake a brother, no matter what was going on in their lives. If Shannon had to leave Shay with Fionn—scratch that, with Kieran—he would. Fionn might take it into his head to get answers. And Fionn wasn’t always right in the head.
    “He’s good,” Kieran confirmed. “Look, just talk to her or whatever. Females like that shit—at least Rica does.”
    “I read in Cosmo that communication is the thing women crave the most in relationships.”
    Shannon and Kieran both turned to gape at Fionn. Cosmo ? What the--
    “Has he hit his head or something?” Shannon asked his Irish twin, still staring at their younger brother.
    There really was something different about Fionn. In fact, there had been since he’d asked him to kidnap that girl…what the fuck was her name? Anyway, Fionn had seemed to have the situation in hand, so Shannon hadn’t pressed. Maybe the chick busted him upside the head while he was taking her.
    “He’s Fionn.” Kieran shrugged. “And I don’t want to know. Getting inside his head makes me tired. Go—talk to your woman. Communicate or something.”
    “Yeah, I think I will.” Shannon stomped back over to Shay, picked her up, and carried her out of the bar.
    He didn’t let her go even after they were in the car. Somehow, some way, he had to get to know what was behind the shadows in her eyes. This woman made him feel things he had never even dreamed about feeling before. He couldn’t let her go. He couldn’t allow for anything to threaten her or the life they would build. Simply put, she was perfect for him. She didn’t flinch at the things that had to be done, didn’t beg for the lives of those who didn’t deserve to live. More than anything, she never