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I leveled him a look. “It wasn’t like that.”

Viking regarded me for a second, and I could tell he knew it wasn’t. “How serious are you two?” he asked, eyes narrowing.

“Serious enough that I would claim her as my old lady right now if I didn’t think it would freak her the hell out.”

I saw the small smirk on Viking’s face. “I think I need to have a chat with her. Are you heading back over there?”

“I was planning on it, but I’ll hang here and give the two of you some privacy.”

The two of us got up and walked out to the main room together. Just as Viking reached the door, I remembered I still had a question for him.

“Hey, earlier you came storming into her house like you knew what we were up to.”

He nodded his head. “I was told Kate had been looking for me and needed to see me right away. Obviously, that wasn’t true. When I got to her house, I saw you guys through her front window. Don’t worry, I’ll be dealing with the person who set you up.”

“Anything I need to be worried about?”

“Nah, just a questionable hookup coming back to haunt you.”

Now, I had a pretty good idea who set me up. And I also understood why Viking was concerned about me being with his daughter.

I headed over to the bar, signaling for TJ to bring me a beer while I waited for Viking to finish talking to Kate.

There was a hockey game on, and now that Las Vegas had a team, we finally had someone to root for. Halfway through the second period, I heard the annoying clack of stripper heels behind me. Before I knew it, a pair of arms wrapped around me from behind. The smell of some cheap-ass perfume invaded my senses. Unfortunately, I recognized it and briefly wondered how I’d ever tolerated it.

“Hey, sweetie.”

“I suggest you get your damn hands off me.” I didn’t turn around to look at her. I wanted nothing to do with Michelle.

“C’mon, Mac.” She started to pout. “I know you miss me. No one sucks your dick like I do.” She whispered that last part in my ear, but judging by TJ’s goofy ass grin, he’d heard it too.

I let out a huge guttural laugh. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. First of all, you’re delusional if you think I’ve missed you. And second, I’ve had way better blowjobs than the ones you give, so don’t flatter yourself.”

“I would think if Kate was keeping you satisfied, you wouldn’t be so grumpy.”

With my suspicion now confirmed, I stood up and got in her face. To her credit, she didn’t back down.

“I need you to listen very carefully because you clearly didn’t get it the first time. From here on out, you don’t talk to me. If you see me around, find somewhere else to be. And you most definitely don’t talk to or about Kate. I don’t think pissing off Viking is in your best interest.”

I didn’t wait for a response; instead, I headed outside. I wouldn’t go to Kate’s house until I knew she and Viking were done, but I didn’t want to hang out in the clubhouse any longer. I walked over to the fire pit and took a seat on one of the wooden chairs.

I heard someone walking up behind me. “Hey, man. You good?”

I glanced over at Wolf as he sat down on the chair next to mine.

“Stupid drama with a bitch inside. But other than that, yeah man, I’m good. I’m actually better than good.”

Wolf laughed. “You’re serious about Kate, aren’t you?”

It wasn’t really a question, and I was tired of explaining myself to people, so I stayed silent.

“Man, I never thought I’d see the day when your ass decided to settle down with a chick. On top of it, you picked the President’s daughter.” Wolf shook his head. “But I shouldn’t be surprised. When you decide to do something, you usually go big.”

He had a point. No one would accuse me of ever taking the easy road in life.

We talked a little bit about some club shit, but I quickly became antsy. I took a drink of my beer. “I wish Viking would hurry up. I need to go make sure she’s okay.”

Wolf just shook his head. “Yeah, you’ve got it bad.”