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the eye-roll. Thatch and his smooth talking. He could talk their way out of the final reckoning if he had to.
    “Madeline, look at me. Look at me,” Thatch said, taking her hands in his and holding them just firmly enough so she couldn’t yank them away. When she looked at Thatch, Tex could see that there were tears in her eyes. His grip on the mugs tightened. “I know this looks bad, but you have to trust us. You were very brave. You walked in on some very dangerous men doing horrible things, and you kept your head when under pressure.”
    “That other guy sure didn’t,” Tex joked, receiving scathing glares from both Thatch and Madeline. “Sheesh, tough crowd,” he muttered, sitting down with a plop next to Madeline. He made a point of not being too far from her.
    “Madeline, they saw your face, they’ll find you from the passenger list. We can’t let you walk out of here for your own good, and for your family’s sake. We’ll set you up with a new identity, and you’re going to have to keep away from your parents and everyone else you know. Long enough at least so we can find who those men were and catch them. I promise you, we will catch them.”
    Tex watched as Thatch rubbed his thumbs over Madeline’s hands and her eyes flicked down to watch the motion, her lips parting a little. Spirits above, she was perfect. Even disheveled, nervous, and wound up like hell, she could get his blood pumping a mile a minute and his cock straining against his pants. He wouldn’t admit it out loud, but Tex had been watching her sleep the whole entire time, and it had nothing to do with being tasked to do it.
    “But my mom and dad… I can’t disappear on them like that! They’ll look for me.”
    Tex shared a look with Thatch and his stomach twisted. He hated that part. But Thatch was cool as a cucumber, always in control of the message. The epitome of a comms guy.
    “No, they won’t. There were explosions on the train. You saw the Marines, and the guy who Tex took care of. There were a few other victims. What your parents know is that you were one of the half-dozen victims from a freak engine explosion on the train. They’ll get your remains, cremated, and that’ll be that. They won’t look for you. It’s to protect them too, so the guys after you won’t have any reason to go and talk to them.”
    Tex could hear the sob before it rolled over her lips. But Thatch was there, cuddling her up in his arms, setting himself to sit on the couch while she heaved teary gasps into his chest. Tex raised the hot chocolate mugs at Thatch and mouthed “Seriously?!” at him. He could have been the one with the pretty girl in his arms, letting the confusion out.
    Tex knew as much as Thatch did that her crying had little to do with the actual outcome of the situation. Yes, Madeline had every right to be shaken and Tex was sure that the boys at The Firm would grill her relentlessly before they let her get on with her new life somewhere certainly not in Louisiana. But it was mostly the pent-up fear and wealth of emotion that had to come bursting out. They’d seen it plenty of times. Usually the one doing the crying didn’t make his pulse quicken, though.
    When she pulled back from Thatch’s chest, nestled between the two of them on the couch, Tex gave her the mug and threw his arm over the back of the couch, beating Thatch to it by a few seconds.
    “Drink that, you’ll feel better,” Tex said sagely, sipping on the other one before handing it over to Thatch.
    “It all sounds so… impossible!” Madeline finally said, the glassy look in her eyes clearing. “Who are you two and how did you… why were you… um. Explain, please,” she finally said, obviously flustered.
    The annoyed little blush she got on her cheeks was the cutest thing he’d ever seen.
    “We belong to a private military operation,” Tex said, going for the rehearsed tale they sometimes got to tell when the target was about to go into questioning anyway.