" Dallas kicked the door shut and sank into a chair. “Guess it’s not going to come as a surprise that you’ve got some of the ladies riled up.”
No, the women would be circling the wagons, protecting Mia no matter what. “Surprise? Not really.”
“Yeah, someone had to sit on Nessa to keep her from coming over here to crawl halfway up your ass.” Dallas draped his arms across his chest and studied Ford. “The good news? Lex hasn’t tried to stab you yet, so you’ve got that going for you.”
“Maybe she just hasn’t gotten around to it.” Ford met his boss’s gaze squarely. “Or she sent you to do it for her.”
“Lex doesn’t send a man to do her stabbing for her. "

― Kit Rocha , Beyond Solitude (Beyond, #4.5)