With freezing cold and scorching hot. Been chewed on by rodents and blooded by mosquitoes the size of birds. He’d gone into situations where he hadn’t known if he’d come out alive, and yet the sensation dogging him tonight was more intimidating.And all he faced was an evening on the town with the woman he was falling in love with.“You sure you don’t need a drink?” Jack taunted.“Shut up.”His partner leaned on the limo, adjusting the sleeves of his rented jacket. His grin was as loud as a shout. “You look like a dead man walking, not someone headed to grab your girl for a wild date.”Fucker. “Drop it, Hunter. I don’t need the psychobabble.”“Just saying.”“You’d look good in a body bag, you know that?”His buddy’s grin only got wider. “Hey, is that any way to talk to your chauffeur? I’m going out of my way to help make your night an out-of-this-world experience—”“Because it’s your fault our regular driver isn’t available, so suck it up.”Jack looked offended.
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