The clubhouse is far from clean. Okay, it’s a pigsty at the moment. But Lilly’s already spent plenty of time here and never had a reaction like that.

My gaze searches the room, landing on the spot on my desk Lilly had been studying right before she freaked out.

“Just thinking of looking at my desk again—”

She said she’d been attacked in her office. Something on my desk triggered her to panic.

“Mommy, are you otay?” Chance asks.

She smiles and crouches down. “I’m fine, honey. Sometimes Mommy gets sneezy when I’m in a new place.”

Bullshit.

Chance seems to have the same reaction. He tilts his head, studying Lilly for a second, before wrapping his little arms around her neck for a hug.

My chest is so full of both fear and love. Fear that I don’t know what to do for Lilly. Love for her and for my son.

“I’m fine,” she assures Chance one more time before standing again. This time, her gaze, now somewhat defiant, lands on the letter opener. “Pretty old-fashioned tool for a biker?”

I pick up the cool metal and drop it into the pen cup in the corner. The fucking thing is sharper than it looks. Don’t need Chance getting ahold of it. “Sway either robbed an office supply store, or Tawny decked this place out for him. He’s got all sorts of stuff.”

“Hey, pal.” Murphy stops in the doorway and leans down to give Chance a high-five. “Hey, Lilly.”

Needing a second alone with Lilly, I glance at Murphy, then Chance. “Hey, I’m pretty sure there are Popsicles in the kitchen. Maybe Uncle Murphy will help you find one?”

“Ooo.” Chance’s eyes widen and he looks up to Murphy hopefully.

Murphy raises an eyebrow at me, but holds out his hand for Chance. “Sure. Let’s go see what we can find.”

“Subtle,” Lilly says after they’re gone.

“Shut the door.”

Scowling, she closes the door. “It’s not exactly the most appropriate time for an afternoon romp in your office.”

The corners of my mouth kick up. Can’t help it. Even when I’m worried about her, she can make me laugh. Nothing I love more than this beautiful woman with her sharp mind and tongue.

“Tell me what happened.” I don’t bother addressing her romp comment.

Stronger now, she crosses her arms over her chest and pops her hip to the side. Fuck, she’s hot.

“I told you.”

“Don’t give me that allergy bullshit. I practically fucked you out there not that long ago and the closest thing to a sneeze your body did was coming in my lap.”