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I nod, looking down.

“I think it would be good for you to talk to someone. Evelyn said you weren’t wanting to go anywhere, but they have this online therapy program. I can set you up with a computer with Wi-Fi and a cam. You could call in and talk to them about anything you want. It would be confidential. Would you want that?”

I chew on my bottom lip. “I want to say no. I hate talking about myself.”

“You said you want to. Does that mean you are going to?”

I shake my head. “I want to get better. Evelyn says talking to someone who has experience and can help me with tips to manage my reactions would help me do so more quickly.”

“She’s right. I hate watching you flinch or freeze when I reach for you. Watching you cower whenever one of my men come near.”

“I know. I hate it too.”

His phone rings, making him sigh.

He pulls it out, looking at it before answering.

“Yeah? Okay good. No, I’m at my house. No, I’ll come to you. Yep. Bye.”

He looks at me.

“I hate to cut our date short, but I have to get back.”

I look up at him. “This was a date?”

The idea that this was a date makes my heart race. I’ve never been on a date like this, something so laid back. With William, it was always a production. Honestly, I much prefer this to what I had to do with William.

He stands, holding his hand out to me.

“I’d like for it to be, if you are okay with that.”

I think it over as I slide my hand in his. The butterflies are taking over my stomach.

“I think I’d like that.”

He kisses the back of my hand. “Good.”

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It tookeverything in me not to kiss Natalie at my house. She looked like she belonged there in my space. Somewhere I’ve never brought anyone but my closest friends. Which means Wrath is the only person who has ever seen the place.

Still, it felt warm with her there. Right.

I know what’s happening. I’m letting myself get sucked into Natalie’s world. Fuck if I care though.

I want her. I’m going to have her.

Having her wrapped around me on the back of my bike is a whole other experience. Her heat seeps through my jeans, reminding me she’s there. Like I could forget with the way her hands are wrapped around my stomach, so close to being on my dick. All I want to do is grab her hand and move it south so she can feel what she does to me. I swear it’s a miracle we made it home safely.

I grimace when I see a pack of sweetbutts sitting outside, Daniela being front and center.

As soon as I turn off the bike, I help Natalie off, taking her helmet.

“That was fun. Thank you.”

I smile at her. “You’re so pretty. I’m going to walk you inside, but then I need to go meet Wrath and Trigger. You going to be okay?”

“I can walk myself back. I don’t want to keep you.”

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