Killian put a possessive arm around her shoulders. “Anything you have to discuss with my wife, you can discuss with me, too.”

Rick glared at Killian, a hint of disdain on his face. “Lexie and I have things to discuss that can’t possibly be of interest to you. I’m sure you can excuse us for a few moments.”

Lexie finally found her voice. “I can’t think of a thing we have to say to each other, Rick. Now, if you’ll excuse us, we were heading for the bar.”

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