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I chuckle as my fists clench. “Yeah, that’s not what he was saying last night when he was balls deep inside me.”

“Oh, shit.” Smith laughs, covering his mouth with his hand.

“Bitch,” she seethes, taking a step toward me and I laugh again. I’m not scared of this trashy hoe and after what she did to me, after what she almost cost me, I’ll happily ram her face into a table a couple of times.

“Enough!” Chance shouts, stepping in front of her. “Even if you hadn’t almost ruined the best thing that’s ever happened to me, I still wouldn’t be yours. You made sure of that by fucking anything with a dick. Our divorce has been final for a while now and it’s time you move on.”

“I miss you, Chance. What if we made a mistake?” she asks, pouting, and I glance over at Ali, who pretends to gag on her finger. He lets out a sardonic laugh.

“The only mistake I made was marrying you in the first place. Leave now, Trixie, and if I ever see you in this clubhouse again, I’ll throw you out myself.”

“Chance,” she whines and he shakes his head.

“Now.” His voice leaves no room for argument and she stares at him for a second before stomping her foot and spinning toward the door. As she marches out of the clubhouse, the guys start laughing.

“Thank God, your taste in women has improved,” Smith spits out in between laughter and I extend my hand for him to give me a high-five as everyone else laughs. Chance sinks into the chair again and holds his hand out to me.

“Will you come here?”

I wrinkle my nose as I stand. “I suppose.”

As I sit in his lap again, he squeezes me tight as I sigh.

“I fucking love you, Princess,” he whispers in my ear and I melt.

“I love you, too.”

He rubs his nose against mine. “I’m sorry about her.”

Before I can say anything else, my phone rings and I pull it out of my pocket, my heart jumping into my throat as Ivy’s name flashes across the screen. It continues ringing in my hand and I just stare at it, my heart thudding in my ear and my breath shallow. Chance nudges me and I glance down at him.

“Answer it, Princess.”

Nodding, I do as instructed and press the phone to my ear. “Hello?”

“Carly, I need help,” she whispers, her voice full of panic and it snaps me out of my daze. This is it. This is the moment that I’ve been waiting for since I first got that note from her and I need to get my shit together. She needs me.

“Vi, what’s going on?”

“I’m at this restaurant and I slipped into the kitchen to hide from the guards Julian hired. There’s three of them and they follow me everywhere. I need you to get here now.”

I jump up and Kodiak, Chance, Smith, and Logan follow suit as I turn the speakerphone on. “What restaurant are you at?”

“Um… I’m not sure. It’s right by the bridge. He was going to take me somewhere.”

“Is Julian there with you?” Chance asks and there’s a pause on the line. All of the guys except for Chance jump into action, grabbing God knows what as they work out which vehicles to take.

“Who’s that?”

“Ivy, it’s not important right now. Is Julian there with you?”

“No, he got called into work, so he was just going to meet us there once he was done.”

I sigh. God, this is already a mess. I guess I should be glad Julian isn’t there but he could show up at any moment. “And where are the guards?”

“Still at the table, I assume. I told them I was going to the bathroom.”

“You’re in the kitchen?”