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I lifted my brows, waiting for the phone.

Stand your ground.

Do not let these guys steamroll you.

He pulled out his phone and made the call, passing it to me before King answered.

Nervous energy engulfed me as I held the phone to my ear waiting for King. My tummy went crazy with nerves, annoying me. I didn’t want to feel anything. Didn’t want to be this affected by King.

But I was.

Damn.

“Mace,” King barked, “is everything okay?”

My hand shook as it gripped the phone hard. “It’s not Mace, King. It’s me.”

Silence.

“Lily.”

Oh God.

No.

The gravel in his voice hit me first.

Then, the hint of softness.

Totally unexpected.

And confusing.

King didn’t do soft, so it made no sense.

But it couldn’t be denied—King had just toned himself down a level for me.

4

King

Christ, I’d needed to hear her voice. Three days without it, and I was questioning my own fucking sanity. What kind of man thinks about a woman non-fucking-stop when he’s only known her for three weeks? I’d made a mistake telling her we were done. We were a long fucking way from done.

I didn’t give a fuck that she was about to let loose on me.

I’d take Lily however she came right now.

“You need to tell your men to leave. I don’t need them here anymore.”

I leaned back in my seat and stretched out my legs, ignoring the noise in the clubhouse bar around me. “You do need them. I’m not removing them.”

“Don’t you take that tone with me.”

“What tone?”

“The arrogant one you like to use when you’re being overbearingly assuming about something. Don’t assume to know what I need or what’s happening with the investigation. The police have told me—”

“The police know jack, Lily. And I’m not assuming. I know this shit for a fact.”

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