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I stopped dead in my tracks and watched her sashay away with her new pet. “Norman?”

“That’s what his collar says.”

Catching back up, I held the door open as the dog, then my woman got into the cage. I went to the driver’s seat and started the engine. “Stupid fucking name for a dog.”

A long wet tongue darted in from somewhere in the back and licked up my neck and over my ear.

“I think he agrees with you,” she said with a laugh as I shuddered and wiped off the dog spit. “I’ll give him a better name.”

Shaking my head, I pulled away from the curb. My life was already upside down thanks to this woman. I’d never brought a civilian on a stake out. Never flirted while breaking in. And I’d certainly never come home with a new fucking pet before.

I’d be damn nervous about the other ways she might change me, but honestly I didn’t fucking care enough to do anything about it. I’d known her for mere days, yet it was like she’d always been there.

CHAPTER 16

Overdrive

“What isthat?”

I glanced over as Ruck walked into the clubhouse and paused. “Norman?”

His eyebrow arched as the dog yawned then flopped on the ground and fell back asleep. He’d obviously picked up on Ruck’s energy immediately and didn’t see him as a threat. Or maybe he was just a really fucking bad guard dog. Either could be true.

“Welcome back,” I told him with a grin. “Everything go alright in Pennsylvania?”

“Yeah.”

“You going to tell me why you went?” I asked.

“Nope.” He grinned at me when I shook my head. “Where did you get-”

“No,” a loud voice cut through our conversation and we both looked over at where Flir was standing, shaking his head. “No dogs. Hair, slobber, shit everywhere…”

“Figured the club could use a mascot,” I said with a shrug.

Ruck sighed and addressed Flir. “Calm down-”

“Since when has telling anyone to calm down ever worked?” Flir snapped.

“Works on women, right?” Bolo joked. We were drawing a crowd as my brothers drifted in from wherever they’d all been hiding.

“Remind me to video the next time you try that on one,” Flir told him. “Ruck…they’re dirty as hell.”

“No more than Code,” Relay said, stalking into the room.

Code threw up his hands. “What did I do?”

“Left that fucking half eaten pizza out the other night,” Flir said with a haughty look. “We’re going to have to spray for ants.”

“Sorry, didn’t know this was a sorority with cleanliness rules,” he muttered as he leaned up against the wall. “You’re just jealous because he can lick his own balls.”

“Dog belongs to my gir-” I broke off when all of my brother’s heads snapped in my direction. I cleared my throat. “To Rue. He’s just here for a little while.”

Ruck crossed his arms over his chest, watching me with that steady, unnerving gaze of his. “Right. Flir, looks like you’re going to have to deal with the fact that we have a mascot now.”

We all ignored the swearing because Rue stepped into the room, then paused. The dog shot to his feet then tapped over to her, leaning his massive block head against her thigh. It was love. Couldn’t blame the damn beast.

“Shit,” Flir muttered. He knew when he’d been beat.