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"Wishing you'd brought along your garlic, Deck?" Beau
sneered. "Or have you finally stopped doing your research at
horror flicks?" To me he added, "First time he came around, he
smelled so strongly of garlic I thought he was delivering pizza.
I got a reeeal unpleasant surprise. So when I got a whiff of
Italian outside my door the next night, I barrelled out meaning
to beat the hell out of him. It was a Dominos delivery man. Kid
almost had a seizure..."
I was still snickering when Decker said, "Maybe you'd like
to step outside."
I quit giggling and stared. I'd thought the man was smart.
Beau, being better at hiding his feelings, didn't even
blink. "Why not?" he said easily, and got to his feet. I
followed them as they pushed through the crowd, heading for the
door. Without even looking back, Decker led us out and around
into the alley that ran beside the bar. Watching his tight
muscled behind shift under his jeans, I thought it was a damn
shame to waste anything that looked that good.
It must have been pitch black in the alley to human eyes,
though Beau and I could see pretty well. We just weren't paying
attention; Beau was getting ready to kill Decker, and I was
trying to think of a way to talk
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