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there’s the crazy possessive side of him come out to play.
    “Why are you here?” I ask, not just to divert his question, but because I am beyond shocked at him showing up out of the blue like this.
    “Rox,” he presses.
    God, just hearing him say my name turns me to mush. The way it rolls off his tongue with that sexy deep rasp of his. Get a grip, Rox. Now. As I do manage it, my senses return and I realize how pissed I am about him getting all territorial and demanding over my sex life.
    “He was just a guy who had his dick in the right place at the right time.”
    Neil growls at that. “His dick, huh? You fuck him then? Him? That pussy-ass tux?”
    “How many club whores have you had your dick in since we broke up?”
    He blows out a breath and scrubs his hand over his face. “Fine. Let’s not, yeah?”
    “Agreed.” I fold my arms across my chest and ask, “Why are you here? Is something wrong? It’s not club business, because you’re wearing your jacket, not your cut. Undercover then?”
    “Yeah. We gotta talk.” He takes a beat, then his brow furrows. “You weren’t gonna deal with that shit head, were you?”
    “What?”
    “The Rox I know woulda busted his balls the second he laid a hand on you. Woulda kicked his ass.”
    I look away and murmur, “That’s not me anymore.”
    “Yeah? That right?”
    I look back at him, about to respond, but something catches my eye behind him. Movement through the windows of the club. Steven’s in there with two security guards, gesturing wildly at Neil.
    “You’ve got trouble.”
    He’s smart enough not to turn around and give them a facial ID. He just nods and asks me, “You wanna take a walk with me?”
    I hesitate for a moment, but who am I kidding? I’ve been fantasizing like a stupid little girl about him randomly showing up back into my life someday. And now it’s happened, am I really going to turn away from it? As much as I know I should for my own self-preservation, I can’t.
    Neil always has me breaking all my rules. Nothing new there then.
    “Sure,” I agree. “This way,” I tell him, leading him down the patio steps and along the sidewalk.

Chapter 5
    ~Ax~
     
    Jesus Christ. I can barely breathe with her holding my hand. Being this close to her after all this time is fucking overwhelming. The second I walked up and saw her standing there facing off with that prick, my dick was rock hard. It was like it just knew…knew she’s the only one.
    My entire body’s caught in a storm of conflict, though. Her touching me, even just her fingers in mine, is making me sweat with the need to take her. But my anger’s fighting to get the best of me at the same time.
    I can smell it.
    The stale scent of cheap cologne on her.
    Another man. That pussy I just put down.
    She’s been with him. Fucked him.
    It’s messed up, cuz we ain’t even together—technically. But it’s under my skin in a painful fucking way, just knowing some other guy had his hands on her, had his fucking dick in her!
    That’s it!
    I spot the entrance to an alley to our right and pull her down it with me.
    I let go of her hand and storm away from her, throwing my hands up in the air and clenching ‘em into fists to try to get rid of some of my anger. Gotta get my head straight.
    “Neil, what’s wrong?”
    Fuck me. Hearing her sweet voice calling to me has me making the mistake of turning ‘round and looking at her.
    As soon as her eyes connect with mine, an intense possessiveness surges up inside me and I can’t get a grip on it. “Who the fuck is he to you?” I end up roaring at her, before I can stop myself.
    I don’t need to press her. I can tell by the flash of guilt in her eyes that she gets what I mean. She shifts her weight awkwardly and looks down at the ground as she tells me, “Just a distraction.”
    “A distraction ?”
    She don’t answer, just keeps looking down at the ground.
    “Rox, I can fucking smell him on you! Tonight, yeah? You fucked him