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“Did you speak to him?” whispers Lexi when I finally get back to the clubhouse.

I flop down beside her on the couch and shake my head. My feet ache from being on them all day and I feel miserable inside. “He’s had time to think and he agreed with me. He wants to concentrate on Ivy and working out co-parenting.” I cover my face with my hands and groan. “What if he wants me to move out?”

“He wouldn’t. He loves having you and Ivy here.”

“He might insist on keeping Ivy here. And what happens when he finds an old lady? She won’t want me here.”

“You’re overthinking.”

“I’m being realistic. I’ve blown it.”

“Luna Carter, unless he’s got an old lady, it’s not over. So, don’t give up. Go and tell him you miss him.”

“Miss who?” asks Fletch. “Me?” He wiggles his eyebrows, and I smile as he sits beside me.

“God, no,” I joke.

“She thinks she’s blown things with the VP,” Lexi says, and I elbow her. The last thing I need is Fletch running to tell Grizz.

Fletch grins wider and places his arm around my shoulders. “You want me to help?”

“No,” I say right as Lexi says yes.

Fletch looks around the room. “He’s already zoned in on us,” he says with a smirk. “He’s got it bad for you.”

“I doubt that,” I scoff. “We decided to be friends earlier . . . or co-parents, at least.” Fletch laughs and moves to the table in front of us, perching on the edge. He slides his hand down my leg slowly, and I frown. “What are you doing?” Then he lifts it so my foot is in his lap.

“Showing you it’s not done.”

He pulls off my shoe and presses his thumb against the arch of my foot. My head drops back in pleasure. I should tell him to stop, but his hands feel so good right now as he massages the ache away. “Oh, Christ,” I murmur. “Where did you learn to do that?”

“Baby, I feel bad if you’ve never had a foot rub before,” says Fletch, working his thumbs along my heel.

“Uh-oh,” he mutters, “angry VP incoming.” He presses against the arch again, and I cry out in delight.

I feel Grizz’s shadow fall over us. “What the fuck’s going on?”

“Did you know she’s never had a foot rub?” asks Lexi.

“Two seconds,” Grizz hisses, “and then I’m breaking your fingers.”

Fletch releases my foot, and I groan in protest. “Just trying to help the lady out, VP.”

“Make it the last time your hands touch her like that,” Grizz warns, and Fletch stands, giving me a wink before sauntering off.

Grizz takes his place and lifts my foot into his lap. “That was harsh,” I say, closing my eyes again as he begins to rub my foot.

“Yeah,” agrees Lexi. “He offered to rub her back next.”

I give her a warning side-glance as Grizz’s grip tightens. “You better be fucking joking.”

“She is,” I say quickly. “Relax.”

“You realise she won’t be single forever,” Lexi continues. “You can’t threaten every man who comes near her. You don’t own her.”

“Pres,” yells Grizz, and Axel comes over. “Remove your old lady from my presence.”

Axel smirks. “What are you doing now, Mouse?”

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