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He rubbed her shoulder, trying to sooth away the sudden stiffness in her muscles. Although, he didn’t know why he was bothering since what he was about to say was so much worse than she was imagining, guaranteed.

“She didn’t do anything…exactly. But I think she’s in trouble.”

“How?” she asked as she sat up, clutching the sheets to her chest like a defensive shield.

Moose hated that he’d ruined the moment, but it had to be said. “She’s running with the wrong people. Or person, rather.”

“Who?”

“No one you need to know. But he’s not a good person. In fact, he’s pretty much the worst person she could have decided to get into a relationship with.”

Angel rubbed her eyes, suddenly looking completely wrung out. “She just never stops digging herself a hole. I don’t know what to even do with her anymore.”

“She’s an adult. It’s not your problem what she does with her life. She makes decisions and has to live with the consequences.”

Angel shot him an annoyed look. “If one of the guys at the clubhouse were doing the same, you all would jump in with both feet to get him and keep him out of trouble, and you know it.”

That was true; he had to concede to that. “It’s not the same.”You’re just a womanwere the unspoken words that clung to the air between them, and Moose could read the instant hurt and resentment in her eyes. Hell, he was afraid of her leaving him because he delivered bad news? He had just realized that if she were going to leave, it was going to be because of the shit he said, not what her sister was doing. “I didn’t mean it like that.”

“I don’t care how you meant it. You meant it.” She climbed out of bed and pulled his oversize T-shirt over her head. Moose breathed a little easier because at least she was still wearing his clothes.

“Baby, I just meant that you don’t have the same resources we do.”

“I have you,” she pointed out. “And if I asked for your help, then you’d help right?”

“Of course,” he said without hesitation.

“Then there ya go. I have the same resources that you do.”

Damn. He hated when she was right. How did women do that? Pulling a totally logical point out of thin air. He was at a loss for words.

“But you’re lucky because I don’t ask for favors like that.”

“What do you mean? You’re not going to ask for my help?” Moose asked, growing offended. Did he want to help? Kind of, but only for Angel’s sake. Rena was a total screw-up, and he’d meant what he said about her lying in her own bed, but he would step up and step in if asked. Only a douche would say no to his girl.

“I’ve never expected anyone to clean up my mess or anyone else’s. In my family, we do for ourselves. At least, Rena and I do. And don’t give me that look,” she snapped, and Moose schooled his expression even though he hadn’t realized he’d been giving her a ‘look.’

“I’ll help if you want me to. This whole thing crosses over into my business anyway.”

“How?” Angel asked, her hands finding her hips, which meant trouble. He’d seen that look and heard that tone from the women at the clubhouse many, many times, and someone was always in trouble or about to be.

“Like I said, the guy she’s with isn’t good people. We’ve been trying to deal with him for a while now. And now he’s crossed another line: seeing your sister. We’d have been stepping in anyway, but this just speeds it up.”

“I don’t know what all you guys get into,” she started, her tone combative, “but I’ve heard the stories, and I know that you all aren’t exactly golden either. I don’t want my sister getting caught in a crossfire if you guys decide to have another standoff like before.”

“That wouldn’t happen.” He hoped. “I wouldn’t let it.”

“There are some things even you can’t control, Kade.”

With that, Angel left the room. He followed. When the bathroom door closed in his face, he opened it and went inside.

“I’m not done talking to you.”

“For now, I am,” she replied, cranking the shower on. A cloud of hot steam billowed into the air, quickly filling the small space. “I have to work tonight, and I don’t need any more drama right now.”

“Are you asking me to leave?”

“No, but I won’t keep you if you want to go.”

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