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For Defiance.
    For you.
    She buried her face in his neck, murmured, “I did miss you,” so only he could hear.
    “Same here, babe,” Bishop told her roughly.
    Keller cleared his throat and said, “Lovely. You couldn’t fake it that good. I’ll make the arrangements, but you remember the rules, Bishop.”
    Bishop growled a little under his breath but Keller caught it. Smiled.
    “Pissed off’s how I like you,” Keller told him, then left without further provocation.
    Bishop turned his attention back to her and wasted no time kissing her again. He hadn’t let go of her at all, so their faces were still mere inches apart.
    The kiss this time was just as intense, like they had a lifetime to make up for. And for better or worse, she realized they might actually have all the time in the world to spend doing so.
    She ran her fingers through his hair, holding him to her. Recalling all the times she’d dreamed about this, or daydreamed or almost walked up to him and did it in the Defiance MC shop...
    He’d seen right through her from the moment he first came to Defiance. They’d shared a private moment. She’d felt naked under his gaze. His focus on her was one of those things she used as proof that love did really still exist in this shitty world. Because he’d just hit her like a brick wall and she’d had to do a major amount of acting to hide it, and keep up appearances with Rebel.
    Even though Rebel didn’t want that.
    Bishop traced the sleeve of her tattoos on her arm. She shivered at his touch, and he smiled, his expression making her blush.
    Anyone walking in here would know they were lovers. It was what they needed people to believe, yes, but if she were honest with herself, it was what they were. From day one. They might not have made love yet, not physically, but every time Bishop visited her, checked up on her, looked at her, he was inside of her.
    They didn’t have to have sex. They could fake it. But they weren’t going to have to, and that both thrilled and scared her.
    “Why does Keller want you pissed off?” she asked finally, once they broke apart again.
    He sighed as he let her down gently. “I’ve got to fight tonight.”
    “Fight? We’ve got to get out of here.” Even as she said it, she hadn’t fully understood that that’s exactly what her plan had been—swoop in and bring Bishop home. How she could manage that without risking Defiance wasn’t something she cared to think about. Step one was simply rescue Bishop.
    Bishop shook his head sadly. “That’s not happening, Luna.”
    Step one had turned into imprison them both . “Fine. You want to stay here and slowly kill yourself, go for it. I’m not.”
    Although she had both feet on the ground, he hadn’t let go of her, and his grip was ironclad, one she didn’t bother struggling against. “You don’t get it, babe. There’s no leaving now. Not for either of us.”
    “What are you talking about? Now that Keller knows we’re together...”
    “Yeah, now that he knows,” he repeated. “Think he won’t use you against me?”
    That reality sank in, fast enough to make her dizzy. What had she done? She knew as well as anyone who’d grown up in this MC culture exactly what it entailed, what the men who ran it were capable of. Keller was mafia, an entirely different breed but there was no mistaking the similarities, the ruthless violence, the grab for power...the refusal to see women as anything but fucktoys.
    She drew in a shaky breath and straightened her shoulders. “How much longer?”
    “I doubled the money. Keller doubled it. It was the only way he’d let Mathias go, and the only way he’d keep supplying Defiance.”
    “He changed the terms? How can he do that?”
    “It’s cute that shit like that still surprises you, babe.” He smiled without any humor. “We’re here until the debt’s all paid. Eight more months of doing Keller’s bidding.”
    “And I’m just supposed to live here with you.”
    “That’s