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Storrabbed a bottle of Patrón He tore off the cap and slid onto an e Beside him, Liam tossed back shots of Scotch Beck sat around the corner of the L-shaped bar The big pussy nursed a bottle of beer and looked at him expectantly

“Don’t I get a thanks for bringing Raine back? And she’s even in one piece,” Beck drawled

Hammer really tried not to punch him

“Shut the fuck up,” Liam snarled and shot back more Scotch

“What he said” Halared

“You’re not happy to see her?” Beck mocked

Happy? Laying eyes on Raine again had been like Christmas, Valentine’s Day, Easter, and a kick-ass New Year’s Eve all rolled into one He’d never been so damn relieved in his life But now that she’d returned, his latent rage boiled up She’d run off without saying a fucking word And when she’d returned, had she wanted his protection or co a hand in his face While still reeling from that silent “fuck you very much,” she’d had the balls to ask him for a Domme

Not on your life, precious

“Of course I aed

There That didn’t sound like he wanted to rip Beck’s face off Or give in to the irateful ass over his lap, and paddle her backside Sucking in a breath, Haer If he punished her now, that would make him the worst sort of player No real Doht not have come back for him—or Liam—but someday she would understand the depth of her betrayal Then… Well, his hand itched for that day

“It doesn’t show She decided to co step for her”

Tossing back another gulp of tequila, he shrugged “Huge”

The small part of him that wasn’t horrifically pissed off felt proud He’d never seen Raine so resolved to grow and blossoht furious at her version of “help”

“Just drink your beer” He didn’t want to talk to Beck Or anyone He had to figure out what the hell to do

“Stop soaking your brain with tequila and use it for a ood idea A female Dominant could teach her the basics”

“Raine has lost the bloody plot! A Do from the bottle instead