He gave Tigger a half-hug and a slap on the back, the gesture a biker thing. After formal introductions were made, Logan said, “Tigger, you need to talk to Cara. Sassy helped her move her things out of your room earlier, but I think it would help keep the peace if you had a few kind words for her.” Summer stiffened. This was Logan’s way of luring Tigger away long enough for the two of them to talk? Tigger squeezed her hand tighter. “Cara knows where we stand. She’ll be fine.” Logan arched a brow and studied Summer with an intense glare. Now it was her turn. “Tigger, Logan is right. You should talk to her.” She didn’t sound convincing. “Sassy and I will keep Summer company while you talk to Cara,” Logan volunteered. Tigger’s eye twitched. He studied the bar where Cara was standing. She shot him a smile and struck a pose. He took a deep breath. “You’re sure you’re all right with this?” Summer grated back curse words and forced a smile. “Of course. Why wouldn’t I be?”
