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“No. I want to ground you. I want to be the anchor that keeps you from getting lost in your head again so deep that I can’t reach you. There’s no room for regression here.”

“Why do you even care so much?” she snapped. The minute the harsh question left her

mouth, she regretted it.

His gaze grew shuttered and he pulled back, physically taking a step away from her. “That’s a good question. Let’s go.” He stalked ahead of her

Her heart sank into her shoes. I just fucked up.

CHAPTER SEVEN

“Pres, can I talk to you for a minute?” Lefty asked, stealing him away from Ardy.

“You’re about to fuck up my night, aren’t you?” Demon said.

“Yeah.”

“Ardy, why don’t we get ready to make our grand exit? You want to say your goodbyes to

your people?”

“Yeah, I’ll do that now,” Ardy replied, slipping away.

“Talk to me,” Demon prompted as they walked out of the tent.

“Mylan

dra made her move,” Lefty announced, quickly giving Demon a rundown of what

had happened.

“Oh, this bitch is ballsy.”

“Extremely so,” Lefty agreed.

“It’ll be my pleasure to knock her down a few rungs and shut her outta the state. We know

people. This shit all works on treaties and friendly dealings. She can’t come in and fuck with that.” Demon shook his head. “Little fish in a big pond and she’s too fucking conceited to see that.”

“Did we ever hear back about the skin trading?” Lefty asked.

“If she’s doing that, it’s not with an M.C. or she hasn’t started recruiting yet. Might be something she planned on hiding,” Demon said.

“What do you want me to do to get the ball rolling?”

“Start making calls and setting up meetings. What I can’t get to myself, you need to. I want this done by the time the sun goes down tomorrow. If she issued an ultimatum, I know she must have her next move already planned.”

“I’m on it.”

“Good, let me wrap up this wedding shit, dick Ardy down, and I’ll be ready to ride.”

Lefty gaped at him.

“What?” Demon shrugged. “I can’t leave her high and dry on our wedding night. She’d

never forget that shit.”

Lefty laughed. “Alright, I’ll start making plans and get Gia settled at the house with a few prospects.”


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