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Chapter One

Mike

I’m heated, pissed as hell as I march down the chilly streets of Steeleville. There are things I tolerate in life because I don’t need the press on my ass, but messing with my little sister is one that can’t be ignored.

I’m an MMA fighter with several championships under my belt, but outside the cage, I’m usually a calm person. Today is another matter. My baby sister, Sophia, gave me some fucking outrageous story that some woman attacked her, which explained her injury this morning. It didn’t make sense, and there was one motherfucker who had some questions to answer: her brand-new husband.

No broad should be attacking my sister in her home. That type of violation is unacceptable, and I have only one person to blame. Maybe the doctor intentionally kept my sister at bay for months so he could keep his mistresses for a while longer. The bastard pretended to love her while dicking around, leaving my sister heartbroken. I’ll bust his face if he hurt her in any damn way.

I huff down the street to the clinic where the asshole is supposedly working. Rage-filled, I toss open the door to a pair of pretty caramel eyes that look up at me from the reception desk. I swallow the “wow” that nearly falls from my mouth. We’re the only two in the waiting room and I’m frozen for just a moment, stunned as I stare.

Her pretty eyes are shocked at first, but then they narrow with annoyance. Her lips part with a hint of desire and then snap shut as her irritation grows. Was she mad at the way I came barging in here, or was there another reason?

“Hello. Who are you?” I ask her with a killer smile, stepping up to the front desk and leaning on the sign-in sheet, forgetting the reason I came here—all things forgotten except her. She took my breath away, and I haven’t even seen all of her. My chest pounds out of control harder than when I’m in the middle of a fight. Suddenly something clicks in my brain, and I get it. This is what Danny felt when he was losing his mind over Sammie.

“I’m Tina. I work here. How can I help you?” Her voice is smooth, Southern Texas all the way.

“You can give me your number,” I say, turning on the charm, although I’ve never cared to do it before so I’m not positive it’s working.

She blushes, dipping her head for a moment, trying to gather herself. I silently cheer my success, but it’s premature because Tina quickly composes herself and looks back up at me, purses her lips, and then pulls the sign-in sheet from under my arms with a bit of force. “Sorry. Don’t have one. Is there some medical reason for you to be here?” she asks, looking me over with that annoyance that is her favorite expression for me. How is she so fucking cute even though she doesn’t like me?

I spot Joseph out of the corner of my eye. “Ah, I’m looking for my brother-in-law.” I tip my chin toward that asshole new brother-in-law of mine, but my eyes stay focused on her. Somehow even her disgust is something I don’t want to miss.

“What’s up, Mike? Besides the fact that you are hitting on my assistant?” he snarls, crossing his arms and attempting to look intimidating, but I’ve spent my life going against tough guys, and the doctor doesn’t intimidate me for shit.

I try to ignore that tone in his voice that sounds too fucking possessive of his assistant. Throw in his stance, and questions start rolling around in my head. “I came to talk to you before we go to the house, but it can wait. Tina, what are you doing tonight?”

“I’m not interested.” She stands up and walks away from the front desk toward the shelf near Doc. Fuck it’s the first time I get a look at her perfect petite, slender body yet she has ample ass and tits that would fit nicely in my meaty motherfucking hands. I’m so fucking hard, my brain isn’t working. I held back a groan and find Doc’s eyes on me, lips clamped shut. He looks at me like I’ve done something, shaking his head.

“Why? Do you have a thing for my brother-in-law?” I challenge, anger for Doc only building more and more.

“No, but you are famous. I don’t date famous guys,” she says. I don’t quite believe that. There has to be more she’s not saying.

“Mike, come on back. I’d like to hurry and get back to Sophia,” Doc insists. Fine. I give her one more glance, but she doesn’t even bother to give me a second of her attention. Holy fuck, she doesn’t have any interest in me. Of all the women in the world. Most women I have to beat off with a fucking stick, and the one I finally want couldn’t give two fucks who I am or that I want her.

I follow Doc into the backroom, seething and thinking about why she has no interest and why he wanted me away from her so damn quickly. Could he be trying to fuck her? Did my sister find out about his women and they got into a fight this morning and she doesn’t want us to know?

Suddenly I have to get the answers out of him, and I know how to do it. I pin him to the wall, slamming Doc hard as fuck before letting him go. “Don’t fucking lie to me. You put your hands on my sister,” I say calmly when I feel anything of the sort. Every muscle in my body is tense and ready to fight.

“What the fuck? Have you lost your fucking mind? Where the hell did you get that idea from?”

“She said…”

He cuts me off and asks, “She said I did something to her?” Truthfully, the appalled expression on his face makes me believe he didn’t lay a hand on her.

“No. She made up this crazy story about getting into a random-ass fight with some broad and that she cut her hand with an ornament,” I say.

He shoves my hands off him. “Maybe you need to have more faith in your sister. She’s telling you the fucking truth, you fucking dumbass,” Doc snaps off.

Tina appears at the door with her cell phone in hand. I nudge Doc out of the way to get closer to her. “Do you need me to call the cops?” She waves her phone in my face, which I admit does scare me because I don’t need the press on my ass, so I won’t beat Doc’s ass right now. Maybe I’ll listen and calm down.

Strangely she’s standing awfully close for someone threatening to call the police. Her eyes stare at me with heat, and I wonder if she feels this shit coursing through her too. I’m tempted to pull her in close and kiss her ass and spank her ass for sticking up for Doc. He’s an asshole for getting in the way between us and screwing my sister in the first place.

“No, Tina. Let me ask you something, though. When I came into work, who came in a little while after I got here?”

“Your wife. She sliced her hand and begged to see you right away. Some woman dropped her off.” She shakes her head dismissively like she’s not that acquainted with the women that live in town. That’s information I’m learning. That means she’s pretty new. Because all Sammie’s family and everyone knows her.

“Thanks. That’s all. Have a good night. I’ll lock up.” I don’t like him giving her orders.

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