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voice to match Honey’s lighter tones.
    Sin gave him a more honest smile. “Eh, we don’t need the practice anymore.” His amusement faded when he thought about why they didn’t need to worry about keeping their weapons true. “But I could use your expertise in the cruiser. I’m going back to retrieve my profile.”
    Ivan rose even as he asked, “Shouldn’t the IDA staff be responsible for rectifying this mistake?”
    Unwilling to explain his interest in continuing the fleeting conversation he’d had with his wrong bride, Sin shrugged. “If I get the cube for them, they owe me.”
    “They already owe you because you paid them to find you a match.”
    “Now they owe me more. It’s the merc way.”
    “I thought we didn’t need the practice.”
    “Maybe we shouldn’t relax until I have a bride actually in hand.” Sin flexed his fingers. He didn’t really have enough hands to lose any more.

Chapter 4
     
    “And so he thought you were going to just marry him, like, on the spot? Or—what, mate him?”
    “I know, right?” Zoe pushed a bag of caramel-drizzled popcorn from the vintage machine across the counter to Tisha, who was rifling through the new box of vinyl records Mr. Evens had dropped at the shop earlier in the day. “He said his ship was waiting.”
    “Weird with a capital what the fuck.” Tish shook her head, the tight coils of her bantu knots almost bristling with her pique. “I swear this place is too bizarre sometimes. No man gets to steal my best roommate.”
    “I thought my sweet sister-in-law was your best roommate.”
    “She was, when she brought the fresh trout. But you gave me popcorn, so…”
    Zoe snorted. “You’re too easy.”
    “But all evidence aside, not cheap.” Tish grinned. “And also not finding anything past the eighties in this bin. Someday streaming will come to this broke-ass little town, but until then, I guess I need to sneak up to Bozeman for music.”
    Within a week of accepting Delaney’s invitation to share the three-bedroom cottage, Zoe had wondered why Tish didn’t sell the place and move to a real city permanently. Del guessed it was because the house had belonged to Tish’s beloved grandmother who’d raised her, but Zoe suspected it was something more. She didn’t pry though, because as quickly as Tisha had proclaimed the three of them Sunset Falls cutest girl band without any actual instruments, there was always an unspoken divide among them, a reluctance to talk about the various hurts that had brought them together.
    Luckily they had plenty enough to bond over when it came to the town’s lack of wifi, culinary choices, and men.
    If nothing else, Sinclarion Jax would make a great shared joke/complaint once she told Delaney about it. Though Zoe had hung out with Delaney and Will only a couple times before their whirlwind wedding, Del had been a staunch defender of Zoe’s right not to be harassed into dating charismatic flyboys, even though she herself had chosen one in Will. And now… Now she probably believed even more than Zoe that marriage wasn’t for her.
    Zoe frowned to herself. “Speaking of weird,” she said. “Does Del seem off to you the last few days?”
    Tish tucked the records away and turned to lean her elbow on the counter. “She vanishes before dawn to stick hooks in cold, slimy things for fun and profit, and yeah, that does seem off. And awful.” She ate a handful of popcorn. “But now that you mention it… After work a couple nights ago, I found her sitting out on the back step.”
    They exchanged meaningful glances. Tish was in charge of closing the Sunset Saloon so she didn’t get home until the back end of late, and Del was not a night person.
    “I asked her what was up, and she said the stars. Har har.” Tish shrugged. “I thought maybe it was one of her hippie rituals or something, so I left her alone.”
    Zoe pursed her lips. Del’s interest in the supernatural had started after Will’s death. While it sort of