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“Who told you I got hurt?”I asked.

Dad shook his head.“You can’t figure that out on your own?”

I shot him a dry look.

“Abby told Fiona, who let it slip to Cynic.He told me—”

“And you were able to keep it from Mom?That’s impressive,” I said.

Dad crossed his arms.“I try not to worry your mom if I don’t have to.”

“Right.Maybe Ivy and I can meet you downstairs.”

Dad nodded.“Sounds like a plan.”He looked to Ivy.“I promise I don’t bite.”

The moment Dad left, Ivy planted her hands on her hips.“Why would you make me meet your Dad in nothing but your shirt?”

I closed the distance between us.“You’ll have to meet him today one way or the other.He pegged me having a woman in here immediately.”

She sucked in a breath.“He thinks I’m one of—”

“No, he doesn’t.A club girl wouldn’t bring a pile of books with her.”

That seemed to appease her.I continued, “Get dressed.We should go downstairs.I’m guessing Dad needs to ride back this afternoon.”

“Mom’s gonna be fit to be tied when she hears I met your dad before you met her.”She locked eyes with me.“Is there any chance you can get tonight off?Mom’s expecting us for dinner this evening.I meant to tell you when you got here last night, but you distracted me.”

I grinned at the memory of how I distracted her.

“I’ll see what I can do,” I said, pulling on a t-shirt.

She grabbed her bag and went in the bathroom.

Chapter 20

Take Care of Number One

Ivy

AfterIdressedina turquoise and gold paisley-patterned baby-doll dress, we went downstairs and found Gamble with Ricochet.

Gamble had his phone to his ear.“Yeah, sweetheart.I texted you, but if we’re doin’ breakfast, I can’t let that wait until you decide to unlock your phone.I’m not sure Ivy can handle me and your brothers when we’re hangry.”

He paused, then said, “I met her ten minutes ago.”

Another pause.

“No, we’re at the clubhouse.If you can’t haul ass over here, we might be able to hit a truck stop off I-10 at 301.”

“No,” Ryan and Ricochet said at the same time.

Gamble chuckled.“Seems that’s off the table.Don’t sweat it, I’ll swing by your place when we’re finished.”

He grinned at whatever she said.“Love you, too, and I’ll tell Ivy you said, ‘hey.’”

Ricochet stared at Ryan.“Our own sister says ‘hey’ to her, but nothing for us.Can you believe this shit?”

Ryan grinned.“Yeah, ‘cause she knows Ivy wants to bolt.”