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“I don’t want to be riled up,” he said. “Though, I guess I can’t really blame them. I’m not what you call chatty.”
“You’re chatty with me.”
“No. I talk to you. Big difference.”
“Okay.” I fell silent.
“Thanks for this,” he said after he’d finished the food.
“Sure.” I clasped my hands and rested them on the wooden railing. “So, if I’m not tail, what am I?”
“A pain in the ass.”
“That’s still tail,” I pointed out dryly.
“Look, I wasn’t thinking. Before I knew it, I was marching over there, ready to punch his face in.”
“Nope.”
“Nope what?”
“I don’t buy it. I don’t take you for a guy who just reacts to something someone said like that. You’re too collected, too confident for that.”
“Believe what you want.” He shrugged.
“You didn’t like him calling me tail,” I said. “It’s okay, Viper. The first step is admitting you have a problem.”
“And what’s my problem?”
I stood up on my toes and kissed his cheek. “You’re starting to fall in love with me.”
“Fuck no, I’m not.”
I couldn’t stop the bubble of laughter that escaped my lips at his horrified expression.
“Of course, you are,” I said in delight. “If all you cared about was sex, you would have let him talk about me like I was just a piece of ass. But you were ready to flatten him for assuming that’s all we were. Ha, get it? Ass—assuming?”
“I’m warning you,” Viper said.
“Big tree fall hard. Don’t worry. It’ll be our little secret.”
“Falling for you isn’t happening,” Viper snapped. “This shit is ending as soon as you move out of the clubhouse. Feelings are bullshit.” He pushed away from the railing and headed down the front porch steps. “I’m going for a ride.”
Without another word, he strode toward his bike. He pulled a pair of sunglasses from his leather cut and perched them on his nose. Viper climbed onto his motorcycle, cranked the engine, and pulled out of the gravel lot, a trail of dust stirring up behind him.
The guys opened the gate, and Viper drove through and disappeared out of sight.
I heard the sound of the door open behind me but didn’t turn.
A moment later, Savage sidled up next to me with a fresh cup of coffee in his hands. “Where’d Viper go?”
“A ride,” I said, staring off in the direction that Viper had ridden.
“So,” Savage began.
“So,” I repeated.
“Viper doesn’t think you’re a piece of tail.”
