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worry about that, ‘kay?”
    She chuckled.
    Trig couldn’t help himself then. He looked in her direction. Her gaze met his for a brief moment, then went back to her brother.
    “Take a nap. I’ll be back; then we gotta talk.”
    She nodded. Army faced him, then turned back around to her. “Oh, and I’m bringing you your Camaro.”
    She smiled a smile that reached her eyes then closed the door behind her.
    Beautiful, classy, and she drove a Camaro.
    Fuck.
    ****
    Trig sat astride his Harley, waiting for Army who’d been inside the store for close to an hour.
    “Yo,” Army shouted.
    Looking up, he spotted him walking his way, a bag in hand. “Ready?”
    Army lifted his chin.
    He started his Harley, waited for Army to pack the bag, and start his bike. “You need more time to cool off?”
    “Probably wouldn’t hurt, but I gotta get back. Have to explain some things to her. Just gotta prepare her, you know…She’s—”
    He looked away from him and gazed across the parking lot. “Classy.”
    “Yeah. Never told you, and you’d never guess, but I came from money.”
    “I’m seein’ that.”
    “I gave it up ’cause I wanted to make my own way, doing my own thing. Never regretted it. But I fuckin’ regret not telling her what I knew about that life, what I saw, and why I left. Maybe she would’ve realized it sooner. Maybe she would’ve been a teacher like she wanted. Maybe then, she would’ve never met that prick who cheated. And maybe she wouldn’t be in my room crying her eyes out.”
    “Brother, she’s pretty, looks sweet and smart, too. A man lets go of a woman like that, he’s a fuckin’ idiot.”
    Shit. It slipped. He had to be more careful. His gaze shot to Army, hoping he wouldn’t be the next one with a broken nose.
    Army smiled, shocking him. “She is. All of it. I was serving when she was in high school, but we’d talk and write as much as we could. She’d tell me about guys. She only got real serious with one her senior year. He played her. When I got back, I paid him a visit.”
    He chuckled. “Scared the shit outta him, but he never messed with her again. After that, she went to Columbia, got her bachelor’s, and worked while she finished her master’s. Sometimes, I wonder how the hell we’re related. Dad’s a dick. Mom was a pushover, and Allie’s nothing but sugar.”
    Trig could see that, totally, and he could tell she wasn’t afraid of much, not even her big brother’s nasty temper.
    “What I regret the most is not being there for her.” Army’s eyes had a faraway look to them, like reliving something in his mind.
    “Army, from what you said, sounds like you were.”
    Army shook his head. “I was, but I wasn’t.”
    That, he understood. Completely.

Chapter Four
    A knock sounded on the door. She parted it and found Tyler. She moved away to allow him in. “Hey.”
    “Hey, you sleep?”
    “Yeah, like an hour.” She was still exhausted, but she figured if she wanted to get any sleep tonight she shouldn’t sleep longer. Besides, her stomach started to rumble.
    He handed her a phone. “My number’s saved. Added the garage’s and Jace’s, too. In case you can’t get a hold of me.”
    Silently praying she’d never have to use Jace’s number, she mumbled, “Thanks.”
    He ran his hand through his hair. “Have a seat. I gotta explain a couple of things to you.”
    She sat on the edge of the bed and waited for him to do the same. He didn’t.
    “The club. Remember I told you about it?”
    “You said they were like family.”
    He nodded. “Yeah, they are. The guys you met today are brothers. There’s more of them. We work together, live together, and ride together, but Allie, they aren’t the type of men you’re used to—”
    She smiled. “You mean rich cheaters?”
    He chuckled. “Only a few have steady women or are married. They’re called ‘old ladies.’ The rest play the field.”
    Her eyes widened. “They call their wives ‘old ladies’?”
    He