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She gasps. “Is she okay?”

“Yeah,” I answer, nodding. “She had some internal bleeding and they kept her in the hospital overnight but she’s good now.”

“Oh my gosh, that’s so scary. But leave it to one of y’all to woo a woman right after coming to her rescue.”

We all chuckle as I shake my head.

“It didn’t quite happen like that but you’re not wrong.”

“Well, you should bring her to the shower. I would love to meet her.”

Bringing the mug to my lips, I shrug. “I don’t know. We’re taking things slow.”

“Yeah, right,” she snorts. “When has that ever happened?”

“She needs to take things slow.”

Understanding crosses her face but before she can say anything, the phone rings and we all turn to look at it. Chance looks over his shoulder at Rooster, who is passed out on the couch.

“Prospect!” he yells and Rooster jerks up, looking at us through heavy eyes. “Phone!”

Rooster gets up from the couch and grabs the phone off the bar before handing it to Chance with a scowl. Rooster, or Dalton as he was known before he came to us, has been prospecting for the club for the last five months or so and honestly, I’m not sure how well he’s working out. Most of the time he’s an all right guy but lately he’s had an attitude anytime he has been asked to do anything but I suppose this is the reason for only taking him on as a prospect. All the brothers need to be sure that he’s got their back one hundred percent before we patch him in.

Chance catches my gaze, the hard look on his face getting my attention before he turns to Storm and hangs up the phone. “We gotta go.”

“What’s going on?” Storm asks and he shakes his head.

“Not one hundred percent on the details but we need to go meet someone at a hotel on the edge of town.”

“Who?”

He shakes his head. “A woman named Morgan and her two kids.”

“And she didn’t say what’s going on?” I ask, adrenaline already pumping through my veins. I’d really like to know what we are walking in on, though.

“No, just that she needs our help.”

I nod as I stand. “Just the three of us or should I go wake up Moose?”

“Just us. She didn’t sound panicked on the phone so I think she’s safe for the moment.”

“Rooster,” Storm barks as he stands and Rooster straightens as he meets Storm’s gaze. I fight back a grin because at least someone can get Rooster to show some respect. “Keep an eye on my girl.”

“I can take care of myself, Logan,” Ali grumbles and he whips around to face her. She matches him, getting right in his face with an arched brow. He cups her face and pulls her close before whispering something to her and whatever he said, makes her melt. She nods and reaches up on her toes to kiss him before heading back up to their bedroom.

“Man, I thought for sure she was gonna rip your nuts off this time,” I mutter as the three of us head out to the parking lot and he grins.

“That was just foreplay.”

I groan and pick up my pace. “I really need to get my own place.”

“You could probably borrow Kodiak’s cabin since he’s living with Tate now,” Chance says before flashing a grin. “Then again, you might be moving in with your own girl soon.”

Truthfully, I would love to spend more time with Quinn and Brooklyn but I know she still needs more time and I respect that even though it sucks.

“Naw, I don’t think so. We’re taking it slow, remember?”

He laughs. “Ali was right, brother. We don’t do slow - especially when we find what we want. Shit, look at Storm now. That broody motherfucker was a brick wall before Ali walked into his life.”