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"I'm serious," I snap, glaring at him from across the kitchen island. "If somebody touches you again, I'm setting their car on fucking fire."
Malachi just stares at me for a long second, built ass leaning against the counter with his arms crossed over his chest.
"Is arson your fucking solution to everything?"
"Yes."
"Shut the fuck up and come sit on my lap."