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your rules, but I hate to wait. Will you be on time?”
    “You’d better believe it,” he promised, acting as if he wanted to lean in and give her a kiss goodbye.
    She threw the gearshift in reverse. “I’ll see you at eight then.”
    Tigger walked alongside her car until she threw the gearshift into drive. “You remember what I said, Summer. I’m the real thing, baby. You need to know that before you invite me into your room, much less your bed.”
    “Tigger?”
    “Yeah.” He stopped walking and watched her as if he expected her to change her mind.
    “Did I ever tell you my last name?”
    “I know what it is,” he told her. “Pain.”
    “In my world, pain is also synonymous with pleasure.” She laid her foot to the pedal and drove away.
    * * * *
    “I’m going to hire someone to knock her off,” Cara said, unaware Tigger was standing behind her. “I swear, Victory. I’ll find someone to do it. I’ll pay them whatever it takes and make sure that bitch knows, right before she draws her last breath of air, that I’m the one who called the hit. I’m the one who wanted her dead.”
    Tigger slammed his fist against a metal tool box. “I’m not sure which is worse. You running your mouth about something you wouldn’t do even if you had the power to—which you don’t—or the fact you really believe Summer is responsible for our breakup.”
    “Let me remind you where your dick was five minutes before she showed up, Tigger.”
    “It wasn’t in between your legs. That’s for damned sure.”
    “Fuck you, Tigger.” Cara stormed inside.
    “I don’t know if I can take much more of this.” Victory looped her arm around Devon’s waist and gave him a tight squeeze. “If you don’t make those two kiss and make up, things will never be the same around here.”
    “We’ll be fine,” Tigger assured her, wondering if that were true. Cara had cared for him. He’d cared for her. How much either of them loved the other was the real question, and he couldn’t answer that one. There was only one thing of which he was certain. The Tigger-Cara gig was over.
    “What’s this meeting about?” Tigger directed his question to Devon.
    “Can’t talk about it until we hit the table,” Devon replied.
    “Do we have some trouble with the Devil’s Angels?” Tigger asked, not one to attend a meeting completely in the dark.
    “I’ll see you at four.” He pointed at Tigger before he gave Victory a saucy kiss. “And I’ll be looking for you afterward.”
    She swatted Devon’s ass as he walked away. “I’ll hold you to it.”
    “How the two of you have held it together is one of the greatest wonders of the new world.” Tigger shook his head. “Who would’ve thought?”
    “I know, right?” Victory watched Devon until he disappeared inside the clubhouse. “And who would’ve thought you and Cara would call it quits over one little mistake?”
    “Mistake?” Tigger couldn’t believe Victory was siding with Cara. “Going down on Jake wasn’t an error in judgment. I was in the damn building when it happened. You and Sassy were in the kitchen. You know how this all unfolded. I’m willing to bet you were there when she propositioned him.”
    “She was hurt, Tigger,” Victory pointed out as if an injured ego justified Cara’s actions. “And I don’t blame her. I could see the sparks flying between you and Summer without looking at the damn monitors.”
    “There wouldn’t have been a Summer if there hadn’t first been a Jake.”
    “So you slept with her?”
    “Are you collecting information for Cara?”
    She shrugged. “Watch what you say if that’s what you think.”
    “No, I didn’t sleep with her. I probably will, but no, I haven’t yet.”
    “The ‘want to’ is just as naughty as the act itself.”
    “That’s where you and I disagree,” Tigger said, chuckling. “The ‘want to’ isn’t nearly enough where Summer is concerned.”
    “You’ve known her less than forty-eight