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“This is a pleasant surprise,” he said, keen-eyed gaze taking in the way I was flexing my knuckles, and the bruise that had to be forming on my jaw from where the bastard got one good punch in. The rip in my shirt where he’d yanked at it. “You know where the bathroom is. There should be a change of clothes in there that would fit you.”

“Thanks, Teddy,” I said, going into one of his guests rooms to get cleaned up, taking my shirt out into the hall to drop it down the trash shoot before making my way back in, finding him already waiting there with a glass of whiskey in his hand for me.

“Just you?” he asked.

“It was… personal,” I told him, tipping back my drink. “My girl was roughed up on a job,” I explained.

“Your girl?” he asked, brows raising. “That’s news to me.”

“It’s new but going somewhere.”

“Good for you,” Teddy said, nodding. “I can’t tell you how irritating it is to watch your brothers fight their growing interest in women they are clearly meant to be with.”

Teddy had always been a voice of reason in the relationships that built in the clubs. He was also the kick in the ass some of the guys needed to make them realize they had fallen in love, and they needed to hold onto that.

I had no idea what had happened in Teddy’s life to make him romantic that way, but it was an interesting dynamic to have around.

“So what is she like?” he asked just as my phone started to ring in my pocket.

“Sorry,” I said, seeing Rynn’s name on the screen.

“Ah, what the fuck, Cato?” she snapped, loud enough that Teddy’s brows lifted even standing several feet away.

“What the fuck what?” I asked, brows pinching.

“The news, Cato,” she snapped.

“News?” I asked Teddy, who nodded, then grabbed this giant-ass tablet that ran his whole apartment, and flicked on the framed TV.

There it was.

The fire.

Raging.

“Oh, that. That, believe it or not, wasn’t me. That was a new friend of yours,” I explained, hearing a long silence on the other end of the phone.

“Oh,” she said. “Okay. Well… where are you?” she asked.

“Invite her over,” Teddy said. “We can go to eat,” he added.

I rattled off Teddy’s address, telling her I was with a friend if she was interested in grabbing something to eat with us.

This was Rynn we were talking about.

She didn’t turn down food.

And she liked all of my friends so far.

Not twenty minutes later, I buzzed her up, then waited for her at the door.

Her gaze went right to that bruise on my jaw.

“I mean, I’m notinnocent,” I told her. “But I didn’t set any fires,” I added, leading her inside. “Teddy,” I said as I closed the door. “This is…”

“Rynn,” Teddy said, head jerking back at the sight of her standing in his living room.

“No fucking way,” Rynn said, smile spreading until I saw one of her dimples.

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