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“He came by again?” I felt my shoulders tense, even as she dropped her head against my chest.

“Yeah. I didn’t tell him about us, though.”

I pursed my lips. I wanted to say there was no us, but frankly, that would be a lie at this point. There was definitely…something.

“D’you think that might be relevant?” she asked, and I had to shrug.

Could someone be watching her? Jealous of men visiting her? A chill ran down my spine, and I hoped to god that wasn’t the case. I’d have to check my security cameras around my property, to be safe.

“Why is this happening?” her quiet voice whispered between us.

I had no fucking clue and all I wanted to do was soothe her, calm her fears. “Doesn’t matter. I’ll find him and I will make him pay.” I knew that wasn’t what she needed to hear, that the response was more about me than her. “I’m sorry that asshole scared you and ruined your day.”

She laughed against my chest. “My day isn’t ruined, it was just startling. That’s all.”

“Still,” I said, and rubbed her back in long, slow strokes. “I’m sorry.”

Her expression softened as she looked up at me. “Thanks for that, Rocky.”

“Of course. Why don’t you get dressed and we’ll go out? Maybe grab a bite or a drink, get you out of here for a bit. There are plenty of places still open, and you need to get out of the house. You deserve a break from, well, from this fucking house.” I laughed and pressed another kiss to her forehead.

She tilted her head questioningly. “You sure? I haven’t eaten, but—”

“Yeah, sweetheart. I’ll take you out to dinner.”

“Dinner?” Her brows raised as she looked at me. “You…just want to feed me, right. Sure.” She tried to push back from me, but I squeezed my arms.

“No,” I said, making sure she was looking at me so she would understand. “Will you go out to dinner with me?”

She bit her lip, looking like she was trying to hold back a smile. “Are you asking me out?”

I leaned down slowly and stole another kiss, because I couldn’t resist those pillowy pink lips. And when I pulled back, I couldn’t help my smile, because… “Yes.”

“Okay,” she whispered, and was that a blush that stole across her cheeks? “I need to get dressed,” she said, and skirted around me with a hesitant smile. “I’ll be quick.”

“Take your time,” I told her, waiting until the door closed to her room before I pulled out my phone to update Diesel and ask a favor of Slate, promising to stop by with Peyton’s phone before we headed out to dinner.

“Okay,” she trilled about thirty-five minutes later. “I’m ready.”

I took in the vision of her in the sexy little black dress that clung to her tits and hips, hugging her waist expertly. She wore strappy sandals that crawled up her legs, making me want to unravel them slowly. “You look beautiful, Peyton.”

Her cheeks flushed beautifully, something I wasn’t sure women still did anymore. “Thanks. I think I got a little excited about the prospect of going out. Is this all right?”

I licked my lips and her nipples beaded. “I have no problems with it.” That wasn’t a lie. My fingers itched to reach out to touch her, knowing how soft her skin was, how easily she responded to my touch, but I resisted because she really did deserve a night away from the house. “Come on.”

She stared at the bike for a long moment before she hiked up her skirt and hopped on the back, wrapping her arms around my waist. “Ready,” she said in my ear, and squeezed me a little tighter.

I wasn’t ready for this next part, but it couldn’t be helped. I was supposed to be protecting Peyton, not hiding her from my brothers. When she slipped off the back of the bike and straightened her dress as the brothers spilled out of the clubhouse, I knew the next part was inevitable.

Diesel smiled wide, his arm wrapped around his missus, Ellie. “What’s all this?” he shouted before I even shut off the bike.

“This is Peyton. I told you about her.” I sounded like a fucking grumpy old man, and I couldn’t help myself.

Hawk and Maverick, our sergeant at arms, laughed loudly.

Slate was the third to join in. “Now I get it,” he said, and offered Peyton a hand in greeting.

“Get what?” She frowned and looked at the large group, only looking slightly overwhelmed.

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