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He looked shocked and she burst into laughter. “A mutual banging?”

Chapter Nine

Christ.

What was wrong with him? A mutual banging? Why had he said that?

Because you’re an idiot.

He turned away from her to see Megan gaping at them both in surprise.

Yeah.

This wasn’t the way he normally acted. Most of the time, he barely spoke. There was just something about this girl. When she wasn’t pricking his temper, then she was worrying him.

She’d felt so light in his arms. It was like he’d been carrying nothing. She needed to eat more. Was she eating? It seemed that she didn’t have much money so she might be going without.

He didn’t like the idea of that.

Who was meant to be looking after this girl? And why were they letting her drive around by herself? She could get into all sorts of trouble. Just look at what had already happened to her. If she was his then this would never have happened.

But she’s not yours. And you don’t actually have the right to fuss over her and boss her around.

Or slap her ass.

Right. He understood that. Didn’t mean that he intended to stop.

“Um, how did the two of you meet?” Megan asked as she got some supplies together. “You know each other well?”

“Not well enough for a mutual banging,” Casey told her.

For fuck’s sake.

He wasn’t going to live that down, was he?

“If Casey doesn’t want you here then I’m afraid you have to leave,” Megan told Jeb.

What was going on with her? Jeb didn’t understand. Megan was usually accommodating and friendly.

Although Wyatt wasn’t a fan of hers, was he?

How come he’d never really thought about that before? Maybe he should pay more attention to what his son thought.

“I’m staying.” He glared at Megan.

“It’s fine, he can stay,” Casey told her.

“Yes. I have a vested interest.”

Casey rolled her eyes. “A vested interest? What am I? A prize mare?”

“No, you are not. A prize mare would give me far less trouble than you.”

She gasped so hard that she nearly fell off the table. He had to catch her and put her back on. “How rude.”

“See what I mean?” he asked. “How have you survived without me this long?”

“Gosh, I really don’t know. Thank god you have come into my life to ensure that I do not walk around on my own two feet that work perfectly fine. Right, Megan?”