His tone was deteriorating to abrasive, scratching at my skin.

“Logan—”

“You had a man in this house that was enemy to Chaos, a fuckin’ gun pointed at you, and you didn’t tell your old man.”

Oh shit.

How could I forget about my visit from Benito Valenzuela?

I stared into Logan’s livid eyes and did it knowing he was right.

That shit didn’t happen.

But in the highly unlikely event it did, an old lady, or anyone associated with the Club who had the protection of Chaos, went right to their old man or someone in the Club.

I’d done the latter.

But I was Logan’s.

Going to Tack was unacceptable.

It was Logan I should have told.

“I told Tack,” I informed him of what he now knew.

“You’re not takin’ Tack’s cock,” he growled.

“High, cool off and back off,” I heard, and that was Big Petey.

I heard it but I didn’t process it.

I was busy dealing with Logan’s words pinging around in my head.

And as they did, I wasn’t afraid of him.

I remembered the many reasons in this scenario I was pissed like fuck at him.

So I retorted sharply, “I wasn’t your old lady then.”

“You’ve always been my old lady,” he bit back.

This was true.

Whatever.

“You are very aware that it’s more complicated than that, Logan Judd,” I snapped.

“I am. Very aware, Millie. And I’m very aware that I had two fuckin’ days in this house with you and you didn’t say a goddamned word.”

This was also true.

Shit!

“Other things, things that were extremely important, I’ll note, were taking my attention,” I pointed out.

“Yeah. They were. But instead of you bawlin’ your eyes out last night ’cause some bitch who doesn’t even fuckin’ exist bit it on TV, you coulda been tellin’ me you’d had a gun pointed at you.”

He was right again!

Shit!

“I told Tack,” I repeated.

“And Tack is not me,” he fired back.

“Logan—”

He moved in even closer and I snapped my mouth shut.

“You did wrong,” he whispered menacingly. “And you know it.”

I was not going to be menaced.

“You’re right,” I retorted. “Absolutely, one hundred percent right. I did wrong. I should have told you. I thought about it but other things kept coming up. Then, I don’t know how, maybe it was having the love of my life back in my life, I forgot about it. But bottom line, I was wrong. That doesn’t negate the fact that now you’re doing wrong by storming in here, barking at me, dragging me around, and attempting to intimidate me.”

“Men broke into my woman’s house, threatened her, held a gun to her, and she didn’t tell me that shit,” he returned.

I knew that couldn’t stand. I knew with any of these men that was intolerable.

But the fact remained, I was unaware at the time I was his woman.

“You need to dig deep, Logan, and remember where we were when that happened regardless of where we are now, where we’ve discovered only in the last two days we’ve always been...” I rolled up on my toes so our noses actually brushed, and finished, “And cut me some slack.”

Although a low, sexy growl rolled up his throat, I was able to beat back the tingles at the sexy part because I was just that ticked.

Other than that, he didn’t move, didn’t reply, just scowled down at me.

I realized with this I’d finally scored my point but I was too pissed to care.

So I didn’t move, didn’t say another word; I just glared up at him.

This went on for some time.

It only stopped when the guy who came into my office with Logan got close to our sides and, his voice shaking with humor, stated, “Think the biker and biker babe standoff is at a stalemate, brother. Probably a good time to stand down.”

Logan turned only his head to the guy. “I’m not feelin’ amused, Joker.”

“Think the rest of us are amused enough for you, High,” he replied.

Logan’s eyes narrowed dangerously.

I decided the biker and biker babe standoff was at a stalemate.

At least that one.

We had another one to contend with.

I got Logan’s attention back when I demanded to know, “How did you manage to put a security system in?”

He didn’t move out of my space when he declared, “Shit went down at The Roll. You were gutted. My boys were the ones who gutted you. Kellie laid it out. I jumped on my bike to sort shit out between us once and for all, got here, you didn’t answer. I was tweaked because you were fucked way the hell up and when you didn’t answer, that tweaked me more. So I broke in like I told you anyone could break in, did it easy, in about two seconds, breaking your glass.”

I gasped.

Logan kept talking.

“None of your neighbors heard and if they did, none of them called the police. I was in your house long enough to search it, make calls, come back, and board up your door. Then I swiped a key and came back again when the glass guys came to fix your door. And I came back when the security guys installed the system. No one around here fuckin’ knows me and not a fuckin’ peep from anyone.”

I had to admit to some dismay about this information.

However, my attention was caught at something else.