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“You don't know that.”

“He steals my side of the bed every fucking night. He's fine.”

Roman realizes his mistake approximately two seconds too late.

Smoke leans forward again. “He sleeps in your bed?”

I beam. “Yes.”

Roman glares at me.

I smile sweetly. “He loves sleeping beside his daddy.”

Roman’s jaw works, but he doesn’t say anything.

“We have the cutest little dog. I can’t wait until you meet him,” I say to Smoke.

“Your dog.”

I give Roman a look. “Daddy's in denial.”

Smoke makes a choking noise.

Roman grips the steering wheel. “I'm going to leave you on the side of the fucking road.”

I pat his thigh. “You'd miss me.”

He doesn't answer.

I smile and look out the window. “Hearth and Honey is on the way.”

“No.”

I ignore him. “Drop me off.”

His head turns. “No.”

“I'm meeting Violet.”

“She’s not there.”

“She will be.”

“She isn't there yet.”

I sigh. “It's a public restaurant.”

“I don't give a shit.”

“I do.” His eyes return to the road.

I soften my voice. “Roman.”

His jaw flexes.

“You need to deal with Smoke.”

Smoke mutters something from the back.