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to do with me. Angel’s the only person she’ll talk to.”
    “ She’s being stubborn. Give it time and her mood will ease and she’ll come back,” Murphy said. He recognized her mood and had dealt with it before.
    “I don’t know. Something is different. She’s not a teenage girl anymore wanting a pissing doll. This is serious. Tate’s serious , and she’s cutting everyone off.” Lash turned to him. “The shit that went down with The Lions, it was bad?”
    “Yeah, it was bad. I hate the fact I hurt her, but we needed to take them out. The Lions are bad news, and the sooner we cull the stragglers, the better.”
    “You’re not going to talk about it?” Lash asked.
    “No, never.”
    “Well, if it’s not Lash and my other brother from another mother,” Nash said, stumbling closer to them. Kate, a sweet-butt, was on his arm. One of her hands w as inside Nash’s jeans. “Tate, honey, you’ve got bitch written all over you.”
    Tate stuck her fingers in the air, swearing at Nash without saying a word.
    “The two chubby women are together again,” Kate said. Her eyes were glazed over. Murphy put it down to alcohol.
    Nash pushed her away, making her trip. “Don’t shit-talk them, bitch. You’re a fucking whore after a good time, and don’t forget your place.”
    “Nash?” Lash said, putting an arm out to his brother.
    “No, she doesn’t get to talk shit.” Nash pushed his brother away.
    Seeing the drama about to unfold, Murphy moved away. Nash had his own issues with Kate.
    “Please, don’t leave,” Angel said.
    “This is your world, Angel. I’m not part of it anymore. Come by my apartment this weekend , and we’ll talk then.” Tate hugged the other woman before pulling away. “Take me home.”
    He didn’t say anything and cl imbed on the bike, waiting for her to get on behind him. The drive was short. He left his bike, following her upstairs. She didn’t acknowledge him and went straight for the bedroom. Closing the door behind him, he watched as she opened a wardrobe and started going through the contents.
    “Tate, you can’t ignore me,” Murphy said, trying to draw her out.
    In answer, she grunted something. Rubbing a hand down his face, Murphy stepped into the room. Without thinking he opened a drawer, wanting to know something new about this woman. When he’d left Tate she’d been happy, all too ready to tell him her secrets. This Tate wouldn’t give him a damn thing.
    What he found made him pause. Lying in the bed of her underwear was a dildo. It was plain rubber or whatever dildos were made of. He saw the lube to go with the dildo. Moving the underwear around he saw another smaller dildo.
    “You can stop snooping,” she said.
    Turning toward her, he saw two boxes in her arms.
    “What the hell is this?”
    He held the sex toys wondering what her response would be.
    “That is Bob. He helped to be my first time. Virginity is overrated, and that’s what I use for my ass.”
    Okay, she’d shocked him more than he expected.
    “You think I was going to sit around waiting for you?” Tate snorted, putting the boxes back on the bed. She took her toys from his hands. “No man would have ever been good enough for Tiny. I used what was at my disposal.”
    “By fucking a fake cock?”
    “You were fucking Lion whores.” Her voice grew louder. “You’ve got no right to yell at me.”
    Dropping the toys into the draw er, he banded an arm around her waist, pulling her close. “No? You’re mine, Tate. You promised yourself to me.”
    Tears filled her eyes , and she went lax in his arms. “You promised me a lot of things, Murphy. Remember those promises?” she asked.
    He tensed.
    “Do you remember your promise to put me first? To tell me when you were having to do business?”
    There was nothing for him to say to stop her.
    She pushed him away, and Murphy let her. “You broke all your promises, and in doing so, you lost me.”
    “You’re mine.”
    “No, I’m not.”
    Tate