Monroe, Marla - The Edge of Night [The Protectors 3](Siren Publishing Classic) by Marla Monroe

as a second or just backup?”
    Amanda quickly looked up at Morgan. Morgan sighed and seemed to think long and hard about it.
    “Morgan?” she asked with a tremor in her voice.
    “Not like that, Amanda. Just for show to give you more cover,” Tyler said softly.
    “He’s got a good point, Amanda. With both of us, it will be harder for Guy to get to you, and it will soothe some ruffled feathers among the others,” Morgan explained.
    “Nothing is going to happen you don’t want to happen,” Tyler told her.
    “Tyler.” Morgan didn’t sound like he was okay with that.
    “Okay, so maybe you’ll let me watch sometime?” Tyler asked with a grin.
    “Is he always like this?” she asked.
    “Sometimes he’s worse.” Morgan squeezed her shoulder, then stretched out his arm along the back of the booth to rest across her shoulders.
    “Did I give you long enough?” Bubblicious was back with two drafts.
    “Sure did, Honey,” Tyler said. “Meet Mandy. Mandy, this is Honey.”
    “Hey there,” the other woman said with a suspicious look on her face.
    “Hi.” Amanda didn’t have a clue what to say to the other girl. In effect, she’d just taken her man away from her, and she didn’t even want him.
    “Um, bathroom?” she asked no one in particular.
    “Come on. I’ll take you. I gotta pee, too.” Honey stood up again and waited.
    Morgan looked at her, then nodded and scooted out to let her get out. He looked as if he wanted to say something, but she couldn’t wait around. Instead she grabbed Honey’s hand and tugged her.
    “Come on. I’m gonna wet my pants,” she told the other woman.
    Once they were away from the men, she let Honey lead her toward the bathrooms and inside, where there were three stalls—all in use.
    “You look like you really gotta go. I’ll let you take the first one that opens up,” Honey said.
    “Thanks.”
    Amanda wasn’t sure she was going to make it. This immediate need to pee was about to take its toll on her. She didn’t think that came until farther along in the pregnancy. The last stall opened up, and she hurried inside. Honey set herself up outside her stall and talked to her, much to her annoyance.
    “You’re going to take Tyler and Morgan away from me, ain’t you?” she complained.
    “Um, I’m with Morgan, and if he, uh, wants Tyler, then I guess I can’t say much, can I?”
    “Nope. They’re the boss,” she said matter-of-factly.
    “They won’t leave you behind, will they?” Amanda asked, feeling guilty now.
    “Naw, I’ll hook up with one of the other guys. I just prefer Tyler and Morgan. They know how to treat a woman. You know what I mean?”
    “Um, yeah. I do.” She opened the stall door and walked over to wash her hands.
    When she turned around, Honey was gone, and all the stalls were empty. Where had everyone gone? She checked each one to be sure, then shrugged and walked out of the bathroom to return to where Morgan was talking with Tyler. Honey was nowhere to be seen.
    Amanda had only made it a few steps from the restroom when a hand grabbed her upper arm and pulled her into a hard body that smelled like cigar smoke and stale beer.
    “Where you think you’re going there?” The owner of the voice bent down and sniffed of her neck. “You smell good enough to eat.”
    “Um, I belong to Morgan—and Tyler,” she added quickly, thinking two would surely dissuade him.
    She was wrong.
    “Seeing as you’re all alone over here, I don’t think so. I’m thinking you’re belonging to me now.” He bit her shoulder, and she yelped, trying to pull away from him.
    The man laughed and tried to shove a hand under her shirt to get to her breast. She stomped on his instep, but with boots on, it only pissed him off. He jerked her back and grabbed her jaw with his hand.
    “You better learn your place, bitch,” he said and leaned in to kiss her.
    She managed to scream out Morgan’s name before the other man’s mouth smeared across her lips. With how he