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My heart pounded. “Yeah, I do. If there is someone else, it’s supposed to be you.”

“We’re already sharing her.” He smiled. “Or almost sharing her. She said you haven’t kissed her. She did tell me about the shower.”

“Fuck, is nothing sacred?”

“You still think we’re not already involved?”

“When I’m with her, she doesn’t smile. She doesn’t laugh. I’m fucked up, and I’m taking her down with me.”

“You make her feel something different. Something I don’t. Maybe that’s why she needs us both.” Romeo stood. “You’re hurting her now. She wants to be there for you, and you keep shutting her out. Fix it because this thing with the three of us is going to happen.”

Chapter Six

Pippa

The next morning, instead of being late, I was early. I’d had enough time to shower, straighten my hair, do my makeup, and scour my closet for something besides jeans and a T-shirt.

I wore a cute thigh-length plaid skirt and a furry crop top that showed my midriff. I stomped on calf-high boots, grabbed my bag, and headed to the MC to pick up Hana.

Traffic was light on my way over. I pulled up to the fence, but the gate was closed. I sent Hana a text.

Pippa: I’m here. Let me in :)

I did a quick check of my social media as I waited.

Shit. Another DM from Quinn. I hadn’t responded to the last direct messages he’d sent. Nor the emails. Or the text messages. I hadn’t made an appointment to meet with him. My grades were good, and I was on target for my degree.

The only thing he could want is a hook up, and that wasn’t happening.

The chain link gate slid open. I drove into the MC and parked opposite of the few motorcycles out front.

I’m not sure why Hana or Blade kept their apartments since they seemed to stay at the MC every night. I headed across the lot to the front door.

Dozer waited for me.

Our last words hadn’t been kind. I tried to smile but my lips didn’t seem to want to work. I stopped in front of him. He reached out and cupped my cheek sending a shiver over my flesh.

“You’re right. We’re not friends.” His fingers curled around the nape of my neck and tilted my head.

Warm breath, laced with cigarettes and coffee, teased me, and drew me closer. I clutched his shirt in my fist. Tears threatened, but I blinked, focusing on his eyes piercing my resistance.

Dozer was damaged, broken into jagged pieces. Every time I got close, I bled. Yet, I wanted him to kiss me. I wanted him to smother me.

His tongue slicked over my lip, tasting me, tempting me to open my mouth. I rose onto my tiptoes at the same time as he crashed his mouth onto mine. His lips parted as he devoured me, claimed my tongue, and pulled me into a dark swirling intoxication.

Heat unfurled within me, starting as a slow burn. He sucked my tongue. The warmth slid lower. I pressed my body against his. His cock, as hard as granite, nudged my belly. Hot coils of lust centered on my clit.

Dozer growled as he released me. His hand on my hip kept me from stumbling. My panties were getting wet, and my heart rumbled with the same powerful vibration as his bike between my legs.

“I’m sorry. Am I forgiven?” he asked.

I smiled. “Maybe. Do you plan to kiss me like that again?”

He grazed his thumb along the edge of my mouth. Then he bent and kissed me again. He fisted my hair and angled my head to plunder my mouth. He twisted right, then left. My knees weakened.

“We’re good,” I said against his lips.

His hand was on my ass as Hana burst from the building with Levi right behind her.

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