Well, well, well... What do we have here? Mia Vincent, shy?

I thought I would never see the day!

"Please," I pleaded. "Not here. Not now," I reasoned. I don't think I believed myself. "We are surrounded by dead bodies," I told him. He laughed louder.

"I think that makes this little rendezvous much more interesting, don't you think?"

"I'd rather not let the corpses watch me get a taste of romance," I grumbled. "And we need to dispose of the bodies."

"Corpses are better audience than most people, Mia. I think they do not interrupt."

"Necrophilia... that's what it feels like." He laughed impossibly loudly.

"Neither you nor I am dead. I'm glad of that status, though." His voice lowered as his head bowed. He turned his head and into my hair and mumbled incoherently into it.

"What are you saying?" I sighed.

"I think Ethan thinks that we are dead. He's screaming for us from downstairs," he sighed.

"Let's go downstairs, then. We have a lot of work to do," I told him in a stern voice. "Anthony, move." He jolted away from me, petulantly glancing at me every now and then. I chuckled as I followed him down the stairs and saw the havoc we had created. It was a beautiful sight, really. We dodged the bleeding bodies and checked the place. There was no indication of life throughout the rooms. Ethan was downstairs, doing a thorough check. He turned to look at us as we entered. He gave us a glare as he went back to work.

"A little warning would have helped," he growled.

"Of what, may I ask?" Michael asked, his sullen mood still seemed to linger.

"That you were alive," Ethan huffed.

"I'm rea.s.sured to know that you want me dead, Ethan," Michael joked.

"Boss, I don't think anyone wants to see you alive when you are being an a.s.shole," he played along.

"And Anthony is always acting like an a.s.shole," I conceded. Ethan snickered, while Michael glared at me openly.

The weird thing was, I could see a pattern forming. I thought of him as Michael, but called him by his real name when we were around people. Once, I thought about it, it made sense in a perfectly twisted way. I wanted him all to myself. And I didn't even know why I called him by the name I did. Why did Edward call him by that name?

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