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A few people around the table laughed.Jason rubbed a hand over his face.Scott looked delighted.Before anyone else could speak, a woman seated across from me stood and walked around the table.She was poised, athletic, and carried herself with the quiet confidence of someone who knew exactly what she could do.She extended her hand.“I’m Sierra.”I took it.“Amber.”She smiled warmly.Unlike the others, who seemed half in awe and half intimidated by Jason, Sierra looked completely at ease.“I’m on Scott’s team,” she said as she sat beside me. “And I’ve worked with Jason before.”There was familiarity in her tone, but no awkwardness, no hidden agenda.Just respect.And an immediate friendliness toward me that I appreciated more than I expected.“Perfect,” I said. “Then you can answer my questions.”Jason muttered something under his breath.Scott laughed openly.Sierra crossed one leg over the other and glanced at Jason with clear amusement.“Where would you like me to start?”I tilt

The laughter around the table slowly faded, though the warmth of it remained.Even after everything that had happened that night, the room felt lighter now.Less like a battlefield.More like something dangerously close to normal.John Stait remained standing beside the table, one hand resting on the back of an empty chair.His sharp eyes moved between Jason and me with clear interest.“I hear the two of you had an adventure tonight.”The word adventure was doing an incredible amount of work.Jason exhaled quietly, already knowing this was not a man who accepted vague answers.Still, he kept it brief.“We were lured to a warehouse,” he said. “Amber was trapped inside. There were hostages, surveillance systems, and multiple explosives placed across several estates.”John’s expression sharpened.“Emilian Becker was behind it,” Jason continued. “We neutralized the situation.”Again—brief.Controlled.Suspiciously incomplete.John Stait looked unimpressed by the summary.Then his gaze sh

Amber POV Jason sat up fully, awake in an instant. The warmth of sleep vanished from him so quickly it was almost unsettling. He looked at everyone gathered in the doorway and spoke with calm authority. “Please, give us a second to get dressed.” His tone was polite, but it carried the kind of certainty people instinctively listened to. “We’ll meet you downstairs, alright?” The children looked between us, clearly curious and only mildly interested in respecting boundaries. I had already grabbed the blanket and pulled it tightly around myself, suddenly far too aware that half the family was standing in my room. Jason glanced at me from the corner of his eye. He noticed everything. Always. Alice climbed off the bed first. “Don’t take too long,” she said seriously. Alex pointed toward the hall. “There are tacos.” That, apparently, was the true emergency. Rose nodded in agreement and took Alice’s hand. “We’ll save you some,” she promised. Despite everything, I smiled. “

The silence after my question lasted only a moment.Then Mr. Sun leaned back in his chair and let out a slow breath.“The Vinny family moved first thing this morning.”My grandfather’s expression darkened.Mrs. Sun looked openly offended.That alone told me it was something bold.Or insulting.Probably both.Mr. Sun continued.“More specifically, Martin Vinny issued a public statement.”Of course he did.I leaned back slightly.“And?”My grandfather answered this time, voice clipped with irritation.“He spoke about what happened yesterday.”I frowned.“He acknowledged the attack, condemned the Becker family, and publicly stated that you were the one who stopped the bombs from going off.”That made me still.Not because it was praise.Because nothing Martin Vinny did was free.Mrs. Sun scoffed.“He thanked you.”A pause.Then, with visible disgust—“And invited you to join the military, saying talent like yours should be used to save lives.”I blinked once.Then slowly turned toward Ja

John Stait nodded once, already shifting into action.Then he paused.His gaze moved past me.“We?”I did not need to turn to know Jason’s expression had changed.I heard it in the small sound he made first.A short, disbelieving scoff.“Do you honestly think,” Jason said, “that I’m going to let my gorgeous wife walk alone into a room full of angry men?”He leaned back slightly.“The majority of whom will probably already resent her.”A beat.“Of course I’m going.”John arched both brows.Slowly.Amused.“Jason, son…”He folded his hands.“I did not take you for the controlling, jealous type.”I turned then.Jason met his gaze without blinking.Completely unbothered.“It’s mostly for the men’s protection,” he said evenly.Silence.John stared at him.Scott would have laughed if he had been in the room.Jason continued as though he had said something perfectly reasonable.“I cannot guarantee Amber won’t break them if they insult her.”I looked at him.He was serious.Or at least seriou