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Marianne’s eyes widened as she gazed at Irish.

“Take your hand off me,” she demanded.

“Then don’t try to steal Summer’s shit,” Irish retorted. Her green eyes were aflame with anger, and I wondered how far Marianne would push her.

“And who are you?” Mom demanded, cocking a hip and examining her nails. Her entire stance made it clear she didn’t really care.

“A friend of Summers. Brian may be gone, but Summer doesn’t stand alone. Now I suggest you take your skanky asses out of here before I decide to start my cardio early and beat the crap out of you both.”

Marianne and Mom blinked as they took in Irish’s words. She’d spoken in a tone that was clearly unnegotiable. There was no doubt Irish meant every word she said.

Mom straightened. “This isn’t over, Summer,” she threatened, and Irish released Marianne’s wrist.

“Oh, it’s over,” Irish promised as Marianna rubbed her wrist. Irish had clearly hurt her.

“Get out,” I said and pointed to the door.

Mom’s cheeks were red as she hurried out, but Marianne sauntered until Irish growled and then, head down, she scurried away.

“Yeah, you need to agree so I can beat those two bitches and have a reason to do so,” Irish said with a chuckle.

“Maybe,” I agreed.

Slick

Slick sat and watched the sun set over the Black Hills. It had been another day without either of his women, and Slick knew it was over. He couldn’t have either, and his heart was breaking. Why had he found the perfect woman, only she had to exist within two separate souls? Life wasn’t what he’d expected, and love hurt. Slick found it hard to accept that he’d finally found love, but it wasn’t as simple as his brothers had it. They fell inlove with one woman, but Slick’s perfect woman didn’t exist as one woman.

Slick knew he couldn’t make a choice between Irish and Summer. His darkness yearned for Irish, but choosing her would then deny his gentle side. If he chose Summer, then he’d have to ignore his dark side. Whichever woman he chose, Slick would end up denying part of himself. No, there was only one option open to him. Slick fingered his patch. He looked down at the emblem that had ruled his world for decades and sighed.

Slick couldn’t choose either woman; he loved them both equally, and he couldn’t walk away from Rage.

But soon, there’d be another patch beside it. Nomad.

Chapter Sixteen.

Slick

He was packing a duffel when there was a knock. After his meeting with Drake, Slick wasn’t in the mood for company. Drake had called for a vote, and it had gone Slick’s way. Each of his brothers understood Slick’s urge to flee from this mess. Slick needed to let Summer and Irish forget about him, and he wanted to lick his wounds in private. To Slick’s annoyance, his door opened, and Texas stuck his head in.

“You got visitors,” he rumbled.

To Slick’s surprise, there was hope in Texas’s eyes, and he also appeared amused. Slick was clueless about what Texas had to be happy about, except for the fact that Texas had the dream life Slick desired.

Texas stepped aside, and Irish stormed into the room with Summer behind. Both women looked determined, and Slick sat his ass down heavily on the bed. Texas shut the door, but Slick idly noted he didn’t close it tightly.

“We need to talk,” Irish announced by way of a greeting.

“Look, I know you both feel betrayed, and I apologise. I never intended to fall in love with you both, but it happened. To makethings easier, so you don’t have to see me around or worry about running into me, I’m leaving town. That will give us all a chance to heal. I’m so sorry I made such a mess of this,” Slick said, allowing the pain to bleed into his voice.

He needed them to understand he genuinely hadn’t meant to hurt either of them. Shit, Slick felt so bad he couldn’t even glance at them.

“You know what pissed me off? Summer lost her uncle, and you left her to grieve alone. Two weeks, Slick, and you couldn’t man up enough to help,” Irish stated.

Slick’s head popped up. He hadn’t expected that.

“Summer didn’t wish to see me. Hell, I’m to blame for Brian’s death.”

“Who said that? I needed you to hold me and make everything better, but you weren’t there,” Summer challenged.

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