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during the show, so he didn’t know if it was a problem yet. But then again, he hadn’t noticed much of anything during the show but Molly Ward.
    “Dec, c’mon,” Brian sighed, sitting up and putting his shades down. Dude was bloodshot.
    Might as well just spit it out.
    “Molly Ward knows I didn’t go to rehab. She knows I’m not an alcoholic,” he said, watching them all carefully. Erik looked to the other two, who weren’t any goddamn help. Brian was laughing, and Gage just looked at him with disbelief.
    “How did you let that happen?” Gage asked. “It’s been one day. One fucking day!”
    “She’s smart is what happened,” Declan said, glowering. “She figured it out. Knows about alcoholics, apparently.”
    Which had been an interesting insight, all on its own.
    “And that’s not all,” Declan continued. He sighed. “I promised her I wouldn’t lie during our interviews.”
    Now Brian cracked up. “Oh, dude, come on. You know I have a headache right now, it hurts to laugh.”
    Declan threw a straw at him, hitting him in the temple.
    “This is a joke, right?” Gage asked. “Because I don’t see how you’re going to keep up this whole web of lies you made us all promise to support if you’re supposed to tell the truth.”
    “I’ll figure it out,” Declan said. “You guys can lie all you want.”
    “Oh, thank you so much for that,” Brian said. “You know this whole thing is your show, man. I still don’t know why you’re doing this. Come clean and let the chips fall where they may, you know?”
    “You know where they’d fall,” Declan said through clenched teeth. “I’m not doing that to Bethany. Or Soren.”
    Brian looked ashamed. “I know, Dec. Sorry.”
    The group went silent. No one had said they approved or disapproved of what Declan had done—beating the crap out of Soren and kicking him out. They’d all known enough to stay the hell out of it. But there was no denying that it was a decision that had a major effect on all of them.
    Erik cleared his throat. “I knew the deal when I signed up,” he said quietly. “It’s none of my business, and I’ll keep my mouth shut.”
    “Yeah, I guess if we ever want Soren to come back…” Brian said, then looked at Erik. “Sorry, man.”
    “Don’t worry about it. I know how it is.”
    Declan could already feel a headache coming on. They never talked about Soren, or if he’d come back, or even where he was. Declan had always thought it was because none of them fucking knew anything, but it just occurred to him that maybe they did know. Maybe Soren talked to all of them but him. After all, no one but Declan, Bethany, and Soren knew the full story. Maybe Soren could face the rest of them.
    Which was bullshit.
    Which was dangerous. Declan needed to get in his right mind, his Dom mind, before Molly showed up, because that woman was dangerous, too. Whatever it was he felt with her, it hit him hard, deep, went right through all the usual defenses he had up. Which was fine, he could handle it. But the last time he’d felt anything close to that with anyone else had been Bethany, and he’d been so goddamn wrong about her…
    Every memory of Bethany was tainted now with that night. With carrying her, blinded by grief and panic, not seeing Bethany in his arms, but someone else…
    “Fuck this,” Declan said aloud and stood up. “You all know what the deal is. You all know how to kick ass. Let’s get it done.”
    “Get what done?”
    Declan turned to find Molly, in those damn sinful cutoffs and a white tee, a duffel slung over her shoulder and a sly smile on her face.
     
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    Molly could barely handle Declan’s eyes on her without melting into a puddle. She was not prepared to handle Declan plus three other hot guys. Maybe going from being a social hermit to living in a sexually charged tour bus was going to be more of a challenge than she thought.
    The guy she recognized as Brian, the bassist, let out a low whistle,