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Damn if she didn’t persist. This time she cupped his ass and slid her arm around his front. Falcon stiffened and slowly turned his head. The bitch blanched and stepped back.

“No means no. The same if a fuckin’ woman says no!” Falcon roared.

She backed off quickly and got lost in the crowd.

With all eyes on him, he stomped over to me and claimed my mouth in a kiss. “I’m hers. Get it?” he snarled when we finished.

He licked his lips and then hauled me up out of my chair and kissed me stupid. “Christ, if you were healed, I’d be dragging you upstairs,” Falcon muttered. “Now I’ve got to go do something about this.” He swept his arm down to his crotch, and I saw his cock pressing against his jeans.

“Falcon!” Artemis snapped from behind.

Falcon closed his eyes and sighed, dropping his chin. “That’ll do it.”

I bit back a laugh as his hard-on deflated.

“Mother,” Falcon replied in a long-suffering tone.

“Just giving you a hand getting your hormones under control,” Artemis said sweetly. Falcon shook his head and made a whiny noise.

“Dad!” he bellowed as everybody around laughed.

“On her!” Ace yelled in return, and Artemis squealed as she was slung over Ace’s shoulder.

“Be back in half an hour!” Artemis screeched and stuck her thumbs up at us. “Monkey sex!”

Everyone groaned, and Falcon rubbed his eyes as if he could bleach the entire scene from them.

“Holy crap. Why me?” Falcon complained.

Laughter was his only answer.

I was wheeling my way through the crowded rec room when a woman nearly fell over me.

“Oh my God, Courtney, are you okay?” another demanded.

“No. This damn imbecile tried tripping me, Brittney,” Courtney snapped.

Really? Courtney and Brittney? How cliché.

“How can you miss a wheelchair?” I replied as both of them glowered at me.

“What are you even doing here?” Courtney sneered. “This isn’t the place for you. You don’t belong here.”

Courtney’s words struck deep and voiced the fear that I’d always felt. I bit my lip and pushed my insecurities down.

“Yes, I do,” I hissed. Several men who stood nearby turned to watch the commotion.

“What are you? The pity fuck?” one taunted, and those around me laughed. My cheeks began flaming, and I swallowed hard.

“I live here,” I whispered.

“Wow, now you’re resorting to lies?” Brittney demanded. “There’s no way they’d have somebody like you living here.”

“Someone like me. What does that mean?” I asked.

“Girl, you need a drastic makeover. Look at you, serious mommy vibes going on. What are you doing here?” One of the guys said, and my blush deepened.

“For your information, I’m with Falcon!” I stated, trying to regain my dignity.