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“Do you remember anything from the night we went out together and ended up in my room?” I ask hesitantly.

Reeves looks down the hall, then walks into my office and shuts the door behind him. Taking a seat on the other side of my desk, he shakes his head.

“Not really. I’ve never been so drunk that I forgot an entire evening. I remember us drinking together after the others left, but the next thing I remember after that is waking up on your bathroom floor. You said something about Lisa being there, but I don’t remember her at all. Not sure how that’s even possible, to be honest. Like, how do you forget someone like Lisa?”

“I have zero memories of her after the others left,” I reply but don’t admit to the flashes I’ve had of Aria that night.

“Not only do I not know if I did anything wrong that night, but now I’m paying Craig to keep his mouth shut just in case I did,” Reeves admits in a low tone.

“Same. Damn kid sees and hears way too much,” I say with a small laugh.

“If I wasn’t so afraid of him haunting me, I’d make him come up missing,” Reeves states with a grin.

“We can’t hurt a kid, but we can make his dad pay for the kid’s behavior,” I say with a quirked eyebrow.

“Yes! Fuck yeah. Let’s take it out on Pooh. Let’s go do that now,” Reeves adds as he stands up.

“What are you going to go do now?” asks Pigeon as he opens my office door and enters with Horse on his heels.

I ignore the raised eyebrow and slightly suspicious look in Pigeon’s eyes as he glances from me to Reeves and then backto me again. He’s never going to believe Reeves and I aren’t a couple if he finds us behind another closed door.

“Going to the gym to thump Pooh’s ass,” Reeves answers.

“Why?” asks Horse.

“Do we need a reason? Since Candy’s quit kicking his ass, someone must step up. I volunteer,” I answer while standing and cracking a few knuckles.

“Sounds good. Let’s ride,” Pigeon responds, and the rest of us follow him out to our bikes.

Arriving at the gym, the four of us walk through the front door. I let my eyes wander around the large room until I spot Pooh. At the same time, he looks up and sees us staring at him. I don’t have to be a lip reader to know his “Oh, shit” was said loud enough to gain Axel and Cash’s attention.

As the four of us walk determinedly in his direction, Pooh excuses himself from the client he’s working with and meets us halfway.

“I have no idea why you four look like you’re out for my blood, but I promise I had no idea of whatever Craig’s done this time,” Pooh states while holding his right hand in the air like he’s taking an oath in court.

“You never got those waivers wrote up and signed, did you, Pooh?” Axel asks with a wide smile.

“No, and I’m about to regret that too, ain’t I?” Pooh questions while eyeing up each of us.

“Looks like it,” Cash rumbles out before tossing out his rules. “Only one at a time can kick his ass. No low blows, no breaking of bones. I don’t want him so fucked up he can’t work. Tomorrow’s my day off, and if you ruin that for me, I’ll be the one in the ring with you.”

“Damn, Cash. You are kind of ruining this for me,” Reeves says with a distinct whine in his voice.

“Unless you want to explain why you’re out for his blood, those are the rules,” Cash answers.

“Only explanation needed is that Craig is his responsibility,” I respond.

“Fuck me. How did one small boy piss off four adult male bikers?” Pooh asks curiously.

“He didn’t do anything to me and Horse,” Pigeon answers.

“So then why are you two here waiting to thump me?” Pooh questions.

“Sounded like fun,” Horse replies with a shrug.

“Fuck that! I’m not going to stand quietly so you and Pigeon can take shots at me too!” Pooh shouts.

“That works for me. There will be more of him left for me to disassemble,” Reeves states while removing his hoodie.

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