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Since tucking Raine into bed an hour ago, the tereat roo session, he struggled to keep the conflagration under control But the fuse burned shorter and hotter with every minute he had to endure Hammer’s presence

Tossing back a second shot of Scotch, he sighed, focusing on Beck and Seth He appreciated all they’d done to help Raine They’d devoted their tiirl in finding some peace He and Hammer were supposed to be her ultimate choice of Dominants At the moment, Liam felt more like a bloody fool

When his glance settled on Hammer, who detailed Raine’s achieve all day—hell, for the last month—blaze into an inferno and spread like a flash fire through him Undeniably proud that she’d exceeded their fiercest expectations once again, he should have been high-fiving Macen But the fear that Raine would never be just his again wrapped a fist around his balls and squeezed tight If he wanted to have her in his life, in his arain, would he have to share her with Ha him where he sat

He clenched his fists as Haed Raine’s confession to the final question of the day—the powder keg his old pal had set ablaze, finally igniting Liam’s fury

“That had to be damn hard to hear, man,” Seth sympathized Concern lined his face

All eyes turned expectantly toward Liam The best he could do was nod and try not to spear Halare

“Go ahead You’ve been itching to say soet it off your chest and out in the open,” Haulp

“What the fuck is there to say, Macen?”

“You telllike a bitch”

Ha brow, set Liarievances he’d been sing since he’d first taken Raine for his own sat like bile in his throat, waiting to spew

“You’re the bitch here, Haot to hand it to you You allass in a mock salute “Aces to you”

“Succeeded at what?” Harowled as he turned in his seat Face-to-face, Lia Macen’s eyes