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I jerked my head up and stared at Amber. “You knew I was going to make sex noises?”

She laughed, patting me on the shoulder. “Social media. It’s a whole thing. Send that to Nyah. I guarantee she’ll no longer see you as a friend after she hears how you sound when you…” She winked and pressed to her feet. “By the way, I totally sent myself a copy of that. You know, for my spank bank. I think I need a cigarette before my workout now, because that was hot.”

She flounced off toward the clubhouse, like the entire encounter was no big deal.

I stared up at Reaper. “What just happened?”

He chuckled and offered me his hand to help me off the ground. “I feel like I watched you come.”

I elbowed him. “Shut up. I didn’t know I sounded like that.”

“You going to send it to Nyah?”

I breathed out a slow breath and hit play on the video again. Was I?

9

NYAH

Dear Diary,

I need coffee, therapy, and possibly a flow chart for my love life.

Ifinally got my shower, and by the time I walked out of the bathroom, I was glad the main room of the clubhouse had filled up a bit. Dax had come out of our bedroom and sat at the bar, drinking coffee from a mug that said This Might Be Whiskey.

One of the prospects, Chirp, I think, passed a coffee mug over to Amber, who perched on the edge of the couch in her workout gear. Judging from her perfect ponytail and neatly made-up face, she hadn’t started exercising yet.

She looked up. “Morning, Nyah. I didn’t get to tell you with all the chaos last night, but I’m glad you’re here and safe.”

I smiled back at her, surprised, though grateful for the warmth in her voice. I’d thought club bunnies were supposed to hate all newcomers, but Amber seemed genuine. “Thanks. I’m really grateful to be here.”

Reaper and Lynx came in from outside, and though Reaper was freshly showered, his hair slicked back and still wet, Lynx was sweaty, like he’d gone a few rounds in a boxing ring. He practically limped inside, wincing with every step.

Concerned filled me, and I crossed the room to grab his arm. “Hey. What happened? Are you okay?”

Amber sniggered. “He’s fine. He just did a hard workout.”

I looked over at her and then back at Reaper. He couldn’t meet my eyes. A blush crept up his neck, and he turned away. I stared at Lynx, who seemed utterly exhausted. He had dirt on his hands and knees and forearms, and a light sheen of sweat covered his body.

Had he and Amber…

Oh my God. Well, that probably explained why she wasn’t at all bothered by my presence. She already had a man to entertain her beneath this roof.

I dropped my hand. “Sorry. Not my business. If you guys are…” I shook my head and walked away.

But Lynx caught my arm. “It’s not like that. I literally was working out.” He glared at Amber. “Solo.”

I bit my lip and could tell by his expression he was telling the truth. The images my brain conjured up of him and Amber rolling around in the dirt, his big body covering hers as he pounded into her perfectly sculpted, muscle-tightened body, were unwarranted.

But the jealousy remained, even though he’d done nothing, and despite the fact I had absolutely no right to it. I was all messed up with Dax and Luca, I had no business being jealous over who Lynx was or wasn’t fooling around with.

And yet part of me selfishly wanted to keep him for myself. I liked Lynx. A lot. He was fun and easy to talk to, and I liked that he’d protected me. I liked how I felt when I was around him. I hadn’t forgotten the sweet way he’d brought me baby books and vitamins when he’d first found out I was pregnant.

But I also couldn’t forget he’d watched Luca and I fuck on that plane. Or that Luca had asked him to stay, and I hadn’t complained.

He’d watched me writhing and panting and he’d been there to see Luca drive into me, taking what he wanted, giving me what I’d needed.

Lynx had watched me fall apart. He’d watched an orgasm rip through my body and he’d heard me scream Luca’s name as I came. He’d seen my naked tits, pussy, and ass. He’d heard me moan.