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“But no real harm has been done.” He shrugged and turned toward the door.

“What do you mean by that?” she croaked through dry lips.

Wizard glanced back over his shoulder. His expression was so pleasant that she felt as if a doppelgänger had taken his place. “I only stopped you because I thought you were in over your head trying to keep Lucia from choosing Jesus. If I’d known you really wanted to participate, I wouldn’t have butted in. I’d hate for anyone to say I spoiled your fun.”

Natalia scrambled onto her knees as Wizard continued toward the door. “Where are you going?” Her throat constricted at the resolute way he approached it.

“To get Jesus for you.”

CHAPTER 24

MAKE ME

Wizard came to an abrupt halt when Natalia threw herself in front of the door. Hiding his satisfied grin, he crossed his arms over his chest and waited to see how she would talk herself out of the predicament she had gotten herself into.

“Okay.” Raising her hands in surrender, she gave him a frustrated glare. “I might have taken things too far when I saw Lucia was about to let Jesus …”

As red crept into her cheeks, Wizard surmised she was too embarrassed to finish.

“That Lucia was about to let Jesus go down on her,” he supplied helpfully.

From the glare she pinned on him, he guessed she didn’t appreciate his assistance.

“What would it matter if she did?” He shrugged. “We’re all adults here. From the way Lucia has been chasing after Jesus, she certainly isn’t getting any action from anyone else.”

Natalia’s flushed face reddened further. “She’s just confused.”

Wizard laughed in her face. “She’s horny as hell.”

Natalia’s embarrassment turned to anger. “If you had upheld our deal,”—she stabbed a pointed finger into his chest—“Jesus wouldn’t have been an option for her. We had a bargain, which you didn’t fulfill out there. You were supposed to keep Jesus away from her!”

Raising his eyebrows, he ignored the finger digging a groove into his chest. “Would you rather she had chosen one of the other men out there? Some of them aren’t Last Riders. Women come here knowing we party hard and how to protect themselves. Jesus would have pulled her down and escorted her out of the club. He wouldn’t have disobeyed an order from me. All you had to do was trust me long enough to handle the situation instead of going gung-ho and trying to do it yourself.”

“Was I supposed to wait until she was spread out on the pool table before you did something?”

“Yes.” He nodded. “But you’re incapable of letting anyone else be in control, aren’t you?”

“Don’t make me feel bad for trying to handle a situation you were clearly incapable of controlling. Our deal is off. I’ll take care of Jesus and Lucia myself.”

Wizard shook his head. “Breaking a deal with me isn’t that easy.”

She had the nerve to raise her hand and snap her fingers an inch from his face. “Yes, it is. Our deal is kaput.”

“You think so?” Planting one hand against the door beside her head, he leaned forward and pressed his chest against her breasts. “Try it and see what happens.”

“I’m not afraid of you.”

Giving her a sensual smile, he traced a finger down her soft cheek. “Good. The last thing I want is for you to be afraid of me. But you will finish our deal.”

“Make me.”

A knock on the door behind her made Natalia jump.

Removing his hand, Wizard stepped back. “I won’t have to. You’ll be begging me to,” he promised.

Doom’s voice came through the closed door. “Wizard, I need a word.”

“Give me a sec.” Wizard’s eyes bored into hers. “You can go, but we aren’t done.”