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She turns and reaches for my neck to pull me down so she can give me her mouth. “Behave,” she murmurs against my lips.

“I’ll try,” I grumble.

Chuckling she replies, “It’s all I can ask for.”

My eyes keep following her ass until she’s out of sight. When I give Archer my attention, I find the fucker glaring at me.

“What?” I grunt.

“Whatever went down here?” He points at my asshole father. “Wasn’t the bullshit you fuckers gave me.”

All I have as a reply is a shrug.

He steps closer and lowers his voice. “You had her all along, didn’t you? If I find out you hurt her in any way, you’re dead. I don’t care if she has feelings for you she wants to explore. I’ll end you anyway, understood?”

Feelings she wants to explore. The way he said it makes me aware Livi must have talked to them about me. What she just pulled with bringing her cousin in? None of my members or me ending up in cuffs? Again, it proves she’s all in. And fuck, having an old lady whose family ties are with Broken Deeds? Damn sure comes in handy.

“Believe me when I say no one will ever hurt her again,” I vow.

He stares at me for a heartbeat or two longer and gives me a curt nod.

The following few hours are dedicated to talking through details, and getting updates about Wally who they took to the hospital. Jocko went with him and will be coming back to the clubhouse since they are keeping Wally overnight.

Finally, I can join my woman in my room and head that way when I see my younger brother come down the hallway. I open the door to see Livi sleeping in my bed. Falcon touches my shoulder to get my attention.

He points at Livi, who is oblivious to the world, and then touches his temple. I give him a tight nod in agreement; my woman is damn smart. Thank fuck I get to call her my woman again.

CHAPTER TWENTY

Six days later

– LIVI –

The sound of knocking pulls me out of a nice dream. I groan and turn my head in the direction of the door.

“You’re knocking before coming into your own room?” I grumble and pull the blankets over my head. “Pretend I’m not here and do what you need to do.”

I hate this man’s sexy chuckle. Throwing the blankets off, I glare at the man and the way he’s completely dressed and ready to kick the day in the balls. He slowly strides toward me and my lower belly starts to tingle from the promise of sex in his eyes.

He’s leaning down when my stomach lurches. I quickly place a hand on his forehead and shove him back to create the room I need to jump out of bed and rush to the bathroom. Just in time too when I crash to my knees and slide right in front of the toilet to dry heave. My stomach cramps and I have one arm wrapped around my waist and one to lean my head on, to prevent falling into the toilet.

“You’re sick,” Thorsten grunts and starts to rub my back.

“Don’t touch me,” I grumble. “Go away, genius.”

“Not going anywhere,” he shoots back while I throw up the late-night snack I munched on a few hours ago.

I’m feeling hot as hell and lean back to pull off my shirt.

“Stripping right after puking is totally sexy, babe,” the asshole states with laughter in his voice.

I groan. “Fuck off, and turn on the damn shower.

“What is it, babe? Fuck off or help you shower?” Laughter that’s still in his voice pisses me off.

Another groan tumbles from my lips and I slowly let myself crumble to the tiled floor. “Never mind, I’m gonna sleep off this bug right here.”

I start to doze off when I’m scooped into Thorsten’s arms. It feels as if we’re skin to skin and when I open my eyes, I notice he’s naked and stepping underneath the warm water…taking me with him.

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