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Stefan bolted toward the house.Nick quickly grabbed onto his arm.

But Stefan broke free.

“Oh, poop,” I said and clenched my fists together.

“Oh, poop,” Dani repeated after me.

Eve gasped and looked at me.

“Be careful what you say in front of her.She's repeating everything.”

Eve stifled a giggle and nodded.“Noted.”

Asher stepped in Stefan's way.“What the fuck, man?Don't you think you caused enough shit for a while?Go back home.She doesn't want to see you.”

I loved Asher.

“All due respect, man.Get the fuck out of my way.I need to talk to my woman.”

I snorted at Stefan's words.A little too loudly, apparently because everyone turned to look at me.“I'm your woman?Really?”

Stefan's hands landed on his hips, and he stepped around Asher.“Yeah, really.”

I let out a sarcastic laugh.“Oh, okay.Is that why your dick was inside my nanny last night?I was a little confused by that.”

“Okay, I'm taking Dani inside,” Eve whispered to me and rubbed my arm.

He cleared his throat.“That's what I came here to talk about.”

I shrugged.“What's to talk about?You prefer my nanny's pussy to mine.No biggie.”

The look on his face changed from angry to plain old freaking deadly.

Yeah.

He didn't enjoy that comment.

Not at all.

“That's not fucking true!”he yelled while Asher held him back.Nick joined in and grabbed onto his arms.

Carlo stayed back with his arms crossed.Which I thought was kind of interesting.

While they dealt with an out of control Stefan, I walked down the steps and wandered into the backyard.I was at the shed before I even knew it.I opened it up and picked up what I needed.Then I headed to the front yard again.The screaming and fighting hadn't stopped.Anyone for miles around could hear it.

I looked at the couch in the middle of my yard, and a certain calmness came over me.

I used to love that stupid couch.

Now I hated it.

I made my mind up.

No one will ever sit on that damn thing again.

I took the lid off the bottle in my hand and squirted it on the couch.No one was watching me.Carlo's eyes were glued to the three men.

Which meant I could do whatever the heck I wanted.