The clubhouse didn’t recover right away.Ace had walked off like he hadn’t just wrecked the emotional architecture of all four men, but the rest of them were still caught in the fallout — shaken, charged. Nolan was the first to move, stepping away from the hallway with a jaw so tight it looked etched from stone.Jax followed, eyes dark. Ace lounged on the couch like a satisfied wildfire.And Cole didn’t move at all.He was still standing in the hallway, staring at the spot where Ashley had been pressed against the wall, lips parted, cheeks flushed, breath broken because of Ace’s mouth and hands and bold, reckless mouthiness.Cole’s chest rose and fell like he’d run miles.Ashley turned toward him, heart still beating too fast, legs unsteady. She stepped closer, her voice gentle.“Cole?”He blinked out of whatever trance he’d fallen into.His voice came out low. “I… didn’t know it could be like that.”She softened. “You okay?”He nodded but it wasn't convincing. His eyes were wild, c
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