Vin smiled, giving him a hug. “That’s my tough guy. I don’t think it’ll happen, though. I look a lot different than I did back then.”
“Hell, you look different than you did a couple of days ago. Not sure I’drecognize you now, to be honest.”
“Then stop worrying, okay?” Davie nodded, saying he would, even though he knew it wasn’t the truth. Vin cocked an eyebrow. “I mean it, Davie. Everything’s going to be fine. We’ll get in with those bastards, pass the info on to Slade, and be gone before anyone who might care knows I’m back.”
Not what he said a minute ago, but yeah, I’ll believe him. Davie rested his head on Vin’s shoulder, when Vin put his blanket over them. “We’d better get some sleep.”
“Yeah.” Vin kissed his temple, pulled him close which worked for Davie on several levels as it said Vin cared for him—and it helped ward off the chill in the basement. Soon, Davie was asleep.
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