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You need a damn invite! All right? You hear me?”
    “What?” Rox seethes, suddenly striding over to him.
    I try to grab her arm to stop her, but she just shrugs out of my grip without even breaking her stride.
    I turn around to see her getting in Zeb’s face.
    “Stay outta it, Rox. Ain’t your business.”
    “She’s my friend and you talking like that to her makes it my business.”
    He steps back and shakes his head at her. “Don’t come at me. You’re his wife. Don’t make me do nothing here.”
    “Like what? Is that a threat?”
    “Hell, no,” he says. “Just…I know you. You come at me and I gotta subdue you, yeah? Don’t wanna touch you, Rox. Respect you, okay?”
    “Well, right now, I don’t respect you .”
    Oh crap. “Just leave it, Rox. It’s all okay.”
    “No, it’s not okay. He just cheated on you and now he’s insulting you.”
    “Cheated on her?” Zeb exclaims. “We ain’t together!”
    “Then why are you out here running after her, huh?” she challenges him.
    His eyes dart around erratically, confusion spreading all over his face for a few seconds. And then he eyes me and demands, “Tell her we ain’t together.”
    I can’t do this. This is a nightmare and also incredibly embarrassing.
    I guess all of these uneasy emotions have some sort of defense mechanism kick-starting within me. Anger. It has me blurting out at him, “We’re nothing .”
    His eyes flash.
    “What you saw in there were me celebrating being off forced leave.”
    “I don’t care,” I tell him, turning away.
    “Like fuck, you don’t.”
    What the hell is this? Who cares? I need to ignore it. He’s so…immature, trying to get a rise out of me here. For what purpose?
    “That’s what I do, woman! Okay? That’s the kinda man I am. I ain’t gonna make no apologies for it. What? Cuz I got a taste of your pussy, you thought I wouldn’t want no other? Like your pussy were so fucking special, or some shit? That what you thought?”
    The next thing I hear is a pained grunt from him and I turn back around to see him staggering back and pressing his hand to his cheek while Rox stands there in a fighting stance.
    Whoa. She just punched him.
    “You asshole!” she yells. “You can never take any responsibility for anything you do, can you? You always think you’re completely blameless, you dickhead!”
    Zeb’s eyes are on me. He’s just staring at me, like Rox isn’t even there and hasn’t just punched him.
    I break his gaze when I see movement at the clubhouse entrance. Ax comes running towards us. Smiter is right behind him, carrying baby Ava in his arms.
    They’re a little too late as Rox lunges at Zeb, screaming at him for all the things he just said to me.
    Ax wraps his arms around her and pulls her off Zeb.
    “Stop, babe! Now! Take it down,” he tells her as she tries to fight her way out of his hold. He turns so they’re facing Smiter and Ava. “You want our daughter to see you acting this way?”
    That has her calming down a little. “You promised me no pussy parties while you were in the clubhouse! And you have Ava with you, too!”
    “I stayed in my office with her. I was doing paperwork, babe. Swear it. Didn’t even know it was happening ‘til it was well underway.”
    “Truth, Rox,” Zeb pipes up. “Were my fault. I set it up. Needed to blow off some steam. Didn’t run it by Ax first.”
    “Don’t you talk to me!” she yells.
    “Runner! Get inside!” Ax orders him.
    Zeb hesitates. He tries to catch my eye, but I don’t let that happen. He blows out a breath and then limps away.
    Ax releases Rox once Zeb is out of sight and tells her, “I’m sorry, babe. I swear, I didn’t see nothing ‘til a few seconds ago when Smiter came to get me and told me you were here.”
    She runs her fingers through her hair and walks over to Smiter and takes Ava from him. “Thanks.” She turns back and orders Ax, “Give me the keys to your truck. I’m taking Ava home. I can’t on my