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to take out some more cookies and stuff in about ten minutes,” he said.
    “We’ll figure it out, bright eyes,” Bren assured. “No worries. The shop won’t suffer.” Madigan seemed content with that and gave Cross a hug before pulling out of his grasp.
    “I need to knead my fondant,” he griped as Cross’s arms tightened around him. Bren smiled at the sight. His lovers were so adorable.
    Dex cleared his throat. “The situation at hand, gentlemen,” he reminded.
    “Right. Well, we’ll keep an eye on them, and if they try anything, we kill them.” Cross made the statement without batting an eyelash.
    Bren’s stomach turned over. He knew Madigan was going to go off the deep end at his phrasing.
    “You’re not killing anyone in my shop!” the nephilim hissed, right on cue.
    “Madigan, it may become necessary. What if they attack?” Cross asked in a reasonable tone.

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    “You. Are. Not. Killing. Anyone. In. My. Shop,” Madigan repeated, glaring daggers in his direction. He wiped his hands on his apron. “I need to go talk to them if they want a cake.”
    “No!” Bren and Cross shouted in unison. On that they were in perfect agreement. Madigan’s safety was their number-one priority.
    “Michel can handle it,” Bren said in a calmer voice. Madigan was already getting agitated. It wouldn’t do to needlessly upset him.
    Dex spoke up. “What if they need help?” Bren turned toward him.
    He’d lost his damn mind. That was the last thing they needed Madigan to worry about.
    “What if they just want a damn wedding cake? Jesus. Can you guys relax for a minute?” Madigan snapped. “They didn’t even do anything.”
    “Bren, go with him to talk to the two of them. If anything seems off, just let me know.” Cross’s unexpected words had Bren chewing on his lip ring. Huh . What was their fearless leader up to? Then he looked back at Madigan. Ah, that explains it . Madigan was fixing to flip his shit if they didn’t bend a little. Their youngest mate had them all wrapped around his fingers. “I trust you,” Cross added. Bren looked at him and felt his heart swell. Christ, I’m falling in love with him. The realization felt sort of like being stabbed in the chest with a flaming sword.

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Chapter Six
    The sound of breaking glass sounded as the door crashed open and shattered from the impact.
    “Christ!” Michel shouted, pushing back from the table by the counter where he was sitting with the two humans, taking their order for a wedding cake. He drew his flaming sword as one pissed-off angel with pale green wings and matching hair stormed in with his own sword drawn.
    “Levi, Erik, come here,” he snapped at the pair of them. He glared at Michel. “How did you hide your wings, monster?” He bared his teeth. “If you hurt my lovers, I’ll kill you.”
    “What is going on?” Madigan asked, coming through the door.
    Michel’s gaze shot to Madigan and Bren, who was trailing in behind him.
    “Get Madi away!” Michel snapped. Bren wrapped an arm around Madigan’s waist and tried to haul him back toward the swinging metal doors of the kitchen. Michel turned his attention to the other angel and the two humans who had run behind him. The angel they were with sniffed the air, his eyes widening. Michel took a battle stance. If he was here to try and harm Madigan, Michel was going to take him apart piece by burning piece.
    “You’re angel bound to a nephilim?” the angel asked, lowering his weapon by small degrees.
    Michel tilted his head to the side, studying him. “Yes.” Dex and Bren came back out the door, their own swords of light drawn.
    “Be of ease, brothers. I am not one of the hunters,” the angel spoke, looking between the group gathered. “And I’m assuming by 64
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    the fact that you have your nephilim’s scent on your skin that you aren’t, either.”
    “Who are you?” Michel asked, tightening his grip on his weapon.
    He was one of