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Jack’s people had immediately put their own spin on the pictures and the story, telling the o, were definitely not involved Their past was just that, the past, and had no bearing on the present

That night had been wrong from start to finish

Jack had ended up at the nightclub with a crowd he didn’t usually hang with, including a few up-and-co because Donovan James was in the house And dairl could handle her whiskey just fine, but he’d seen her sucking back wine like it ater Why else would she have rubbed herself all over him like a cat?

One look at her, and he knew trouble was coet her the hell out of that club They’d been broken up for years, but she stillon that over-protective streak inside hied to penetrate his cocoon Out-of-control partying, fights with her er (who also happened to be her one bad

Jack was pretty sure fifty percent of it was bullshit, but still it didn’t help that she seeoddamn small and vulnerable

She’d cothem—and no security After she tried to kiss Jack for the second tih Donovan had passed out before they made it back to her hotel Once she was safe in her room, he’d called his cousin Maverick The tere close and he knew that Rick would look after her

He and Donovan were no good for each other Hell, the only thing they were good at was sex and fighting, and he’d outgrown that kind of relationship years ago

That was it End of story

Yet as he stared into eyes so blue they looked as if the sky was captured inside them, he had to wonder if it was the end of the story after all

She’d called hie, she’d already cleared out of the hotel and was headed back to LA Jack had left it at that, figuring Donovan Ja He didn’t have ti that would only bite him in the ass

She arched a brow at him “So how’s your lady friend, Monique? I don’t see her here”

“We’re not friends anymore”

“That’s too bad”

“Isn’t it”

Tucker’s fiancé, Abby Mathews joined them at the bar just then, a smile on her face as she slipped into his brother’s embrace “What’s up?” she asked