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does that mean?”
    “It means, angel, that you are mine now. I claimed you. As such, I have a duty to see to your health and safety. It is also my right as your mate. No one may touch you, feed you, or care for you except me, not without my permission.”
    “I sound like your pet.”
    “No, angel.” Remy chuckled. “You are most definitely not my pet.”
    “Then what am I?”
    “My mate. What else do you need to know besides that? Just make sure none of the crew members touch you. If they leave a scent on you, I may kill them.” Remy tossed the cloth toward a small door as he turned back around. “Are you ready to meet my crew?”
    Hell no, but Gigi wasn’t going to voice his fears out loud. If he was going to be a part of this crew, then he better get to know them. Besides, who knew how much protection he would need if Drake ever found him?

    * * * *

    Tank rolled his eyes when Remy came onto the bridge. He was still pissed as hell about the kitchen incident. His head still ached. Tank focused his stare in front of him and ignored his commander. Well, as much as anyone could ignore the guy. He winced when a hand landed on his shoulder. So much for ignoring him.
    “Sorry about earlier. I wasn’t willing to share my steak,” Remy said as he stood next to Tank.
    Tank grunted. He knew he couldn’t stay mad long. He wasn’t one to hold a grudge. “Yeah, yeah. Now go away before your ugly ass tries to kiss me.”
    “What happened, Commander?” Colt asked from behind them.
    Tank was curious as well but wasn’t going to pry. He’d leave that to someone else in case Remy got pissed at the question.
    “Not sure. But I’m much better now.” He chuckled as he waved the stowaway over to his side. The little human scuttled across the bridge and practically crawled up Remy’s side. That was how close he was.
    “Everyone, this is Gigi. He’s our new cook,” Remy said proudly.
    Tank wondered if there was more to it than that but didn’t ask. One ass-handing a day was enough for him.
    “Welcome aboard, Gigi.” Tank smiled at the small stowaway.
    “Thank you,” Gigi answered meekly.
    “I’m Colt.” The hawk shifter extended his hand. “Glad to have you aboard.”
    Gigi reached out and shook Colt’s hand. “Thanks.”
    Colt pointed behind him. “And that coyote over there is Blade. The best hand-to-hand combat man around.”
    Gigi gave a shy wave to Blade.
    “I’m Crank.” The demo expert waved a hand with a missing pinky. “But you can call me Crank.”
    Tank snickered as Gigi tilted his head in confusion. The little stowaway was in for the surprise of his life if he was joining their crew. They all had a wicked sense of humor, as the human was going to find out.
    “Fuck with him and I’ll blow your balls off,” Remy warned Crank as his arm draped over Gigi’s shoulder. Tank chuckled. The poor human looked like he was going to crumble under the weight of Remy’s massive arm.
    “All right, ladies, get back to your duties,” Remy commanded as he took a seat, pulling Gigi onto his lap.
    Tank watched his commander as Remy petted Gigi’s back, a deep rumble sounding in Remy’s chest. He wasn’t even sure his commander was aware of what he was doing. Remy sat there explaining what they did on the bridge as his hand slowly moved up and down the stowaway’s back.
    Tank looked over his shoulder at the rest of the crew, noticing that they, too, were watching Remy. Tank shrugged when Blade glanced at him. He made a circular motion with his finger around his temple.
    When Remy looked his way, Tank’s hand dropped quickly as he smiled at his commander. Remy rolled his eyes as his attention went back to the small man on his lap. He could hear the others snickering behind him, and Tank had to fight to keep a straight face.

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    Remy was trying his best to make his mate feel at home. And this was his home now. There was no way Gigi was ever leaving his side. He could see the crew staring at them in