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That had Poe’s attention.

“About?” he asked, hoping it was about having sex because holy shit! He had Gamble on the mind. In fact, he was running naked through his fantasies.

“About us.”

Poe sipped his drink, and the strawberry touched his lips. He opened his mouth, and caught it out of the glass.

“What specifically?” Poe asked, as Gamble squirted some cream into his mouth to go along with the strawberry.

Not that cream.

Oh, but he wished a Marine would.

Someone was looking rather sexy in a flannel shirt, jeans, and boots. On top of that, he smelled so goddamn good too.

“Where we’ll live,” Gamble admitted.

Poe considered it.

“Well, we have an estate here, and we have my house there, so we have two continents covered.”

Gamble clued him in.

“I also have a place in the city,” he admitted. “It’s my hidey-hole. The only other person who knew about it was Storm. She couldn’t be there because it was too chaotic. I was thinking that we can split time when we go back and all of this settles down. It’s not far from your office.”

He lifted a brow.

“Really?” he asked. “Where is it?”

When he told him, he grinned.

“Well, you can walk me to work and buy me a coffee on our way there when we stay in town. Once we have kids, we can come back here. I’ll retire anytime you want.”

He was honest.

That was the last thing he wanted.

“You have to work.”

Poe lifted a brow.

“My bank account says otherwise. I was wealthy before, Gamble, but now…we don’t ever have to work. Our kids don’t have to work, and their kids won’t have to work. That’s kinda the thing about being nobility. It’s generational wealth.”

He touched his face.

No.

It wasn’t about the money.

It was about so much more.

“You promised me that you would keep working. In that Grotto, you promised me. I need you to help people like me. You’re just not allowed to fall in love with them or have sex with them. Then, I have to kill people, and I will.”

He laughed.

“Mate, I’ve seen about a hundred soldiers before you, and I only slept with two.”

What the hell?