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Assholes, all of them. “Have you seen her? I ain’t gonna cheat. You don’t know me, if you think I’d fuck around after I’ve made a commitment. I’ve never had a long-term girlfriend, so how the fuck do you know what I’m gonna do?”

“That’s the point, jackass,” King replies. “You’ve never had a girlfriend, so how doyouknow what you’re gonna do?”

“I know,” I tell him through gritted teeth.

Coyote closes his eyes like he’s contemplating my words. “Hangman’s going to settle, but you’re going to pay a big price for attacking him.” The bugger’s talking about the fines we have to pay when we get into it with our brothers. He fucked up big time and was hit with a ½ million dollar fine, which, given his bank account, is like takin’ a slurp of water from a pool.

“I get fined, he gets fined,” I say petulantly. “He escalated it.” Coyote being the exception, the club fines don’t get above a grand or two so they’re not much of a deterrent.

King takes over. “Enough of this bullshit. What the fuck’s going on?” King’s an original member, on the wrong side of 40 and a cool dude until he’s pissed off. Also, props to him that Haley, his wife, is this sweet little thing who’s half his age.

I draw a breath. “I met her before today, but then lost her. Then when we tried to shake her down for protection, I found her.”

A smirk plays on Rocky’s lips. “In the lost and found bin?”

“Fuck off,” I snap.

“How long have you known this woman?” King asks with scepticism.

“Weeks,” I reply. “Fuckin’ weeks.”

“It explains why the passarounds are so pissed off,” Rocky says, still grinning.

Coyote shakes his head. “I don’t think that’s what King’s asking.”

“It’s ain’t,” King responds. “I wanna know exactly how much time you and the vet have spent together?”

“Ah.” I do the mental arithmetic. One hour in food court, give or take, maybe a ½ hour at her clinic, 20-minute bike ride, 30 minutes in Hangman’s office. I round up. “Three hours.”

Coyote snorts out a laugh. “Three hours! That’s a new record.”

I get defensive. “Bullshit. You guys fell heads-over-dicks the minute you saw your chicks.”

They look at each other and smirk. “Nope.” Rocky says. “Took me a day or two.”

Coyote taps his fingers on the table. “Me too. I was afraid Bryce was going to slit my throat.”

King nods at Coyote. “Think your fear was legit.” He looks at me. “Haley turned my head but it took a while before my heart got involved because she was barely legit at the time. In the end, I couldn’t resist.” He grins and his eyes get that faraway look, like he just got fucked.

“Well, I don’t fuckin’ care. Evanee was it the minute I saw her.” I’m makin’ me sound shallow, which I am, but it’s more than her beauty. It’s her confidence, the bold way she looks at me, and the fuckin’ sway of her hips as she walks. I start to get a boner just thinkin’ about it. “You guys gotta have seen her when we came in.”

Coyote shakes his head. “Was in my tech room making a bomb.”

That gets our attention. “Who’re we blowin’ up?” King asks.

Coyote grins. “Hangman hasn’t said yet. I’m planning ahead.”

Rocky sighs. “Bomb aside, I was upstairs with Jess.”

“Lucky you,” King says. “Haley and I got into it over me forgetting to meet her for lunch, so I wasn’t paying attention.” He crosses his arms and frowns.

I’m incredulous. “You walked by Evanee, but didn’t see her?”

King shakes his head. “I was in misery. Still am. Haley’s sweet but possessed. Don’t ever piss her off.”

I shoot to my feet. “C’mon. She’s at the bar but be discreet. She doesn’t need to know she’s my show and tell.”

I tread softly down the hall, the other guys trailing after me so quiet I think they’re tip-toing. We peek around the corner, Rocky crouching low while Coyote leans over him. King is next and then me.

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