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“There’s a big difference between having a general knowledge that my hands aren’t exactly clean and getting the details.”
     
    “I still wouldn’t leave,” Eve insisted.
     
    “Maybe,” Lind conceded. “But maybe you would. And I just can’t let you go anywhere until this threat is taken care of.”
     
    Eve felt her cheeks flush with rage. There he went again. “Do you even care if I stay or go? Or is it just that you don’t want me on your conscience?”
     
    Lind stared at her in shock. “How can you even ask me that? Of course I care!”
     
    “Then prove it!” Eve snapped back. “Involve me, goddamn it! Explain! Let me be part of what’s happening!”
     
    Lind was shaking his head even before she had finished her sentence. “I can’t do that.”
     
    Eve exhaled in frustration. “I can take it.”
     
    “It’s not just about that.”
     
    Eve frowned. Now, she was the confused one. “What is it about, then?”
     
    “The club’s business is our own.” Lind’s features hardened, and Eve knew then that she wasn’t looking at her boyfriend; she was looking at the Viper.
     
    She felt her own expression turn to stone. “Fine,” she said. “Whatever.”
     
    “I’m just trying to do what’s best for you.” Just like that, Lind was Lind again. The quickness of the transition was disconcerting.
     
    “Whatever,” Eve said again, unwilling to let him in. “When are you sending your guys?”
     
    Lind stared at her, taken aback by the change of subject. He adjusted quickly, however. “First thing. I’ll make sure they’re here by eight a.m. After that, they’ll take turns. I want someone with you 24/7.”
     
    “Will you ever be one of those someone’s?”
     
    “Sometimes,” Lind said, giving her a smile. “I want to see you, too, you know?”
     
    Eve didn’t know. She felt like she didn’t know anything anymore when it came to their relationship. “I have stuff to do in the morning,” she said after a moment. “I have errands to run, and I want to go to the gym. I’m not going to be cooped up for weeks on end; I want that to be very clear.”
     
    Lind nodded. “Ok,” he conceded. “As long as you always take one of the guys with you and give me a full schedule of your day every day.”
     
    Eve stared at him. Surely she’d heard him wrong? “Excuse me?”
     
    “I want to know where you are at all times.”
     
    “Are you fucking kidding me?”
     
    “I’ve never been more serious, sweetheart.”
     
    “Don’t patronize me,” Eve snapped. “Listen, it’s bad enough that I’ll have a fucking bodyguard wherever I go, I am not sending you reports of my whereabouts.”
     
    “I’m not trying to be a stalker here,” Lind said in exasperation. “I’m doing this to keep you safe.”
     
    “I don’t care. I’ve been in a controlling relationship before, and I’m not doing it again. You hear me?”
     
    “This is different!” Lind snapped. “I’m not being a jealous boyfriend; I’m trying to protect you!”
     
    “This isn’t the protection I want!”
     
    “What do you want from me? Should I just let you take a bullet in that thick skull of yours?”
     
    “Yes, goddamn you! Either involve me or back the fuck off!”
     
    They stared at each other, panting with rage and fear. Next thing Eve knew, he was scooping her up in a passionate embrace and moving them both to the bedroom.
     
    It wasn’t a solution, she knew that. It was only a balm, one that she wasn’t even sure was doing much to soothe the wound. But it was better than fighting. It was better than feeling on the sidelines of Lind’s life. Because no matter how devoted he was to the Diamondbacks, in the bedroom she was his only focus.
     
    Eve kissed him deeply and hungrily, fisting the dark hair at the base of his neck. She was going to claim him tonight, mark him as hers. When they were finished, he would know that no motorcycle brotherhood in the world would ever be able to give