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I came to an abrupt stop. “Why are we goin’ to your place?”

His eyes darkened, sending a familiar chill down my spine. “Thought we could have some fun first.”

My heart started beating faster. No way in hell was I having sex with him while both of us were sober. “I want to go to Mootzie’s first.”

He grinned, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “C’mon, baby. I missed you.”

Fuck. I had not missed this balancing act.

“I had a long day.” I gave him my best pleading look. “I need a drink.”

His grin vanished, and my heart leapt into my throat.

“You still my girl, Bones?” he finally asked, darkness flickering in his eyes.

“Yes, but your girl needs a drink.”

“You know I thought you’d come see me.” He tugged me closer and wrapped both arms around me, trapping me against him.

I tried to keep my voice light, but my temper rose. “When?”

Careful,Wolf warned.

“I’ve been back for almost two months.” His face darkened at my tone.

“I was a little busy,” I said, my voice getting sharper, “tryin’ to make sure the whole hold didn’t fuckin’ die.”

Control your temper!Wolf barked.

Zip lowered his head to kiss me, but I jerked my head back. He stared down at me, eyes darkening even further. “You wanna play games?”

“No,” I tried to temper my voice. “I want to go to Mootzie’s, have a drink, and go back to your place later.”

“I fuckin’ waited for you. I didn’t even visit the brothel. And this is the thanks I get?”

“I never asked you to do that.”

Something ugly flashed across his face. “What does that mean? You been sleepin’ around?”

“When the fuck would I have time to sleep around?” I snapped. “I was practically killin’ myself trying to heal everybody!”

He released me, but only to grab both of my upper arms. I tried to pull away, but he tightened his grasp, his fingers digging into my upper arms.

“You’re hurting me.” I tried softening my voice to a plea. “Let go.”

“Good,” he sneered, “’cause I want you to pay attention.”

“Zip, stop.” I tried to jerk away again.

“I told you from the beginning. I don’t share,” he snarled.

“I haven’t been with anyone!”

“I think you’re lyin’,” he growled and my stomach dropped.

“Zip—” I jerked hard, but he still didn’t let go.

“You know, I saw you the other night—” he started, but a furious little voice rang out.