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“Coop is a great guy, but I warned her to be careful.” I grabbed my purse, the heavy weight reminding me of the gun tucked inside.

She followed me out the door into the garage. I pulled open the driver’s side door, and my heart stuttered. Fear slithered along my spine, tightened every muscle, and made my tummy flip. Hair prickled on the back of my neck.

I spun around, searching the garage. Had he been here, in my garage? My throat thickened making it hard to breathe. Almost as if I could feel Quinn’s touch, the revulsion and nauseating churn of bile rose into my mouth.

“Pippa?”

Like the vibration of an approaching train, my insides trembled. Then I noticed the note beneath the condoms.

Give the key and the clicker to your professor when you see him today. D.

“Oh no.” He didn’t understand. “He thinks I’m fucking Quinn.” I was going to be sick.

Hana read over my shoulder.

“I have to find him and explain,” I said to Hana.

Our conversation this morning ran through my mind. I’d been evasive, needed to settle things with my professor, and wouldn’t let him come with me. Dozer fought jealousy demons. Didn’t trust.

“He’s going to think I’m cheating on him.”

“He should know you wouldn’t do that.”

I waved the note he left. “I have to find him, talk to him.” I might not have wanted him to know, but this was worse. I pulled out my phone and sent him a text.

Pippa:Let me explain.

“He’s not going to answer me. I can drop you off, but I’m not going to class.” I couldn’t sit in a lecture hall knowing I’d hurt Dozer.

“Fuck that. I’ll come with you.”

I gathered up the stuff from the seat and shoved it into the glovebox.

“Stop,” Hana scolded as she sat in the passenger seat. “You still need this shit for the police.”

I backed out of the garage and drove to the MC. My hands shook as I gripped the steering wheel. The last time Dozer had been upset he’d gone to the basement with Bullet.

“I hate him,” I said under my breath. “I hate him so fucking much.”

“Anatomy?”

“Yes. He’s going to ruin my life. I can’t lose Dozer.”

She was quiet for a moment. “What about Romeo?”

“I love Romeo like I love you. We’re friends who happen to be really good in bed together.”

“Where does that leave Dozer?”

“I’m in so fucking deep with Dozer.”

I pulled into the church parking lot. Hana handed me the papers. “Once you explain to him what he’s done, Dozer is going to want to kill Anatomy.”

“I know. That’s why I haven’t told him before now.” My heart thudded in my chest. “Thanks for coming with me.”

Hana squeezed my hand. “I’m glad Dozer found the papers. I never thought you should be handling this on your own.”

With the papers clutched in my hand, I made my way to the door of the MC. Skin was the only thing holding me together as I quivered with uncertainty.

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