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“If I’m being honest with myself, then yeah. The sex wasn’t emotionless sex. There was a true connection there. But it’s just not the right time; I don’t know what I’m supposed to do.”
Clover is quiet for a moment before she answers. “Not stress about it is what you’re going to do. Just see how it plays out. Enjoy being single again. Enjoy the freedom. Do you want me to break up with Felix for a week or two so I can be wild with you?”
I laugh and roll my eyes at her bad joke. “Okay, I’ll take your advice and stop overthinking. I’m going to do what makes me happy.”
“And Decker makes you happy?”
I nod.
“Then go for it. You only live once,” she says with a cheeky wink.
I smile at her. “Thank you, I think I really needed to hear that.”
“I’m here all week,” she replies. “Also, three words: Big. Dick. Energy.”
We both break down in laughter.
Fire stirs, so we leave the café and head home.
Me with a better mindset than before.
Chapter Seventeen
Decker
The next morning I’m in the office, coffee in hand, when Cara walks inside and glances around.
“Good morning,” I say, standing up to greet her.
I’m surprised to see her here, but it’s a good surprise. We spent all of yesterday texting, but we hadn’t spoken about when we would actually see each other again. I think both of us were being a little more wary about our situation.
At least the sober versions of us are more intelligent, or so I thought. We can’t seem to stay away from each other no matter how badly we know that we should.
“Hey,” she says, a brown bag in her hand. “I knew you’d already have coffee, so I brought you a bagel.”
“Thank you,” I say, grinning. “And to what do I owe this bagel and visit?”
Her cheeks flush. “I was in the neighborhood and I wanted to ask you something.”
I gesture for her to take a seat, and then sit down opposite her on my chair. “Sure. What’s up?”
I pull out the cream cheese and jalapeno bagel and my mouth starts to water. Can this woman get any better? I don’t think that she could.
My door opens once more and Atlas, a member of the Knights of Fury MC, steps in. His eyes go to Cara and then back to me. “Shit, sorry, I’ll come back,” he says, winking at Cara.
My eyes narrow.
“No, it’s okay, come on in,” Cara tells him with a friendly smile. “I’m not here on official business.”
“Me either.” Atlas smirks, walking into my office and making himself welcome.
“Atlas, this is Cara. Cara, Atlas,” I introduce, not wanting to be rude, but also not wanting good-looking biker Atlas to look at Cara ever again.
Cara eyes his leather cut and nods. “Nice to meet you.”
I never thought about her allegiance with the Wind Dragons MC, and how that might affect how she sees other clubs. Are the Wind Dragons friends with the Knights?
“You too,” he says, then looks over at me with much less enthusiasm. “Temper asked me to drop this off to you.” He pulls out an envelope from his jeans pocket and hands it over to me.
