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"Know you are." He pushes off the rail. "Just making sure you've got backup if you need it."

For a second, I don't answer.

I joined this club because Grim gave me something I hadn't had in a long fucking time.

A place to belong.

Still getting used to having men who show up without being asked.

We go over a few more club matters and the security arrangements for tomorrow.

"I'll call if anything changes."

"Better."

He claps my shoulder.

"And Vex?"

"What?"

"Try not to scare the pretty lawyer off before breakfast."

"Get the fuck off my porch."

There it is.

The grin.

"Love you too, brother."

I watch him swing onto his bike and ride away.

Then I go back inside and lock the door.

"Vex?"

I turn.

Kierra stands beside the kitchen table, finishing a glass of water.

Soft pants. Loose sweater slipping off one shoulder. Hair down around her face, still damp from the shower.

Jesus Christ.

My gaze drops to her hips before I can stop it.

My cock gives an interested twitch.

Fucking traitor.

She looks even better than she did earlier.

How the fuck is that possible?

She heads to the couch.

I look at the lock one last time.