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I watch in awe as it’s almost like Emma transfers some of her strength into Jenny. She stands up taller, and after a moment, nods.

“I’m going to be okay,” she whispers, her voice so weak that I almost don’t hear her, and Emma beams.

“Damn right, you are. Now, are you hungry?”

Jenny nods and Emma hooks an arm around her shoulder and takes her bag from her hand and sets it down in the grass next to Chance, winking at him. He laughs as she escorts Jenny into her house, and I turn to Nix.

“What the hell was that? Nix gets most amazing man on the planet and all I get is pretty great,” Chance protests, and we laugh.

“Perks of the job,” Nix says, watching his wife disappear into the house with a grin on his face before turning back to us.

“Her boyfriend was on his way to the house when we bailed so no doubt he already knows she’s gone. We’ll keep her here for a little bit until we can find a safe place to send her. Oh, and she’s pregnant, and I’m not sure that she’s seen a doctor yet.”

He nods. “I’ll let Emma know.”

“All right. I’m sure Blaze will call later to check in.”

After we say good-bye, Chance and I jump back in the truck and head for the clubhouse. I’m ready to drop his ass off and go see Ali again. My phone buzzes, and I grab it.

Ali:

I guess I’ll just have to think of a way to thank you ;)

I can’t fight back the smile as my cock twitches in my jeans. God, I’m dying to get that woman underneath me, and I’m not gonna last much longer. It probably doesn’t help that I jerk off to one of the pictures of her that Streak sent over.

“Oh, Dude, you’re so screwed,” Chance laughs, and I shake my head as I shove my phone back in my pocket. I shoot him a glare and pick up the speed, impatient to get to my girl.

Chapter Eleven

Alison

“Hi,” I say, grinning as I swing the door open. He grins back and holds up a fast food bag that makes me frown. “Hey, I was going to buy this time.”

“No, you weren’t.” He steps into the foyer with Bear on his heels, and I close the door behind them before turning to face him.

“Yes, I was. We talked about this.”

He grins and leans back against the wall, gazing down at me in amusement. “You talked about it, and I said no. Besides, this is a make-up dinner for the bag of food we stepped on.”

“Then what was the pizza?”

He shrugs. “My apology for Bear.”

“You seem to have a lot of excuses.”

He pushes off the wall and steps closer to me, one arm snaking around my waist as he pulls me into his body. “You could just stop fighting me.”

“You could just let me buy,” I whisper as I savor the feeling of being pressed up against him. I love the way his arm wraps around my waist and the way he pulls me into him like I belong there. My eyes close, and I press my hand to his chest, just feeling him.

“No.”

My eyes pop open, and I glare up at him. “What do you mean, no?”

“It’s a pretty universal word, Sweetheart,” he says, his voice dropping lower as he leans in closer. My breath catches, and my eyes stay locked on his as he moves toward me. “It’s got two letters – N and O. It means over my dead fucking body.”

I let out a huff and push him away from me as he laughs.

“Fucking Neanderthal,” I grumble, and his laughter stops immediately. He sets the bag of food down on the entry table, and his eyes take on a predatory quality that has me taking a step back and holding up my hand.