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“I know that. I’m just saying, considering he’s her lifelong buddy, and you’re her club sister…” She let the thought trail off and seemed distracted before shaking off whatever dragged her attention away. “I just don’t see where there would be an issue if you did want to actually date him. That’s all.”

“Well, it doesn’t matter because I don’t.”

“Sarah.” My name was a whisper on her lips. “I know you’ve mentioned that your parents’ relationship was a complete shitshow, but that doesn’t mean you’re doomed to repeat their mistakes. You’re too smart to let that happen.”

“Exactly,” I agreed.

“But it also doesn’t mean you should just ghost through life, too afraid to put yourself out there. Not every man is like your dad and you are nothing like your mom. I’m not sure why you would think that their fate is lying in wait out there for you.”

I sighed and moved toward the door. “I’m going for a ride since you killed my post-orgasm buzz.”

She held her hands up. “Fine. I get it. No more overstepping.” Before I could make it out the door, Tash stopped me. “Make sure you’re with someone out there. Buddy rides, remember? Until shit gets wrapped up permanently with this fucking trafficking ring. I’ll be glad when we figure out how to take them out permanently. Cutting a head off just seems to make them come back stronger each time.”

I nodded, having thought the same thing when this newest group came along. “Think I’m just going to go hang with JoJo for a bit.”

Chapter 4

“There has to be a good reason why Keys is so adamant about things being only sex between us. I just haven’t figured it out yet.”

“Maybe she’s just not into you beyond fucking.” I glared at Spike while he grinned like a goddamn idiot at me. “Maybe someone else should give her a go and test the waters, hmmm?”

“Shut the fuck up. I’m not being an arrogant prick here. That woman is terrified of commitment. It’s just so weird to see because she’s so damn sweet and intelligent. So fucking intelligent.” If I was being honest with myself and everyone else, I had to admit that the woman’s prowess with computers and problem solving were what made her even more attractive to me.

Spike’s grin widened. “Now I know you have it bad because you haven’t even mentioned her body at all.”

“I said she was sweet.” That’s not what I meant when I said it and we both knew that. Still, he chuckled along with me.

“Fair enough. A word of caution though.” Spike sat up a little taller as he spoke, and it had the desired effect of making me pay closer attention. “When a woman is the one to throw that barrier up, there’s usually a damn good reason for it, and one that you might never move beyond. She gave you the rules, so you shouldn’t be disappointed if things never progress any further. If you’re looking for more, you might want to do it with someone else.”

“No one else is remotely interesting enough to me.” I glanced around the clubhouse at the women who hung around. Some were vying to be club property, either as women who became community property or as an old lady. None of them even caught my eye. Not really. Granted, there were a couple of them who were knock outs, but none of them compared to her. I didn’t even know why I had this intense fascination with a woman who told me repeatedly that she didn’t want anything more than a few stolen moments here and there with my body. The fact remained that I did.

“Didn’t she steal all the money out of your bank account?” Spike tried to remind me, only he did so to caution against moving forward. It was my turn to grin like an idiot though.

“Yeah, she did.”

“Why the fuck would you get that dopey look on your face over a chick stealing the entire contents of your bank account?”

I shrugged my shoulders. “It was only the one account, and she did it to prove a point, and she put the money right back. It was hot as fuck watching her try to one-up me.” I adjusted my cock as it began to ache for another round with Sarah Keys – my little Keyboard Warrior Princess.

“You’re a sick fuck, Quickshot. Never took you for one of those assholes who gets off on having his balls busted.”

“He’s not.” Sweet had entered the room at some point and decided to put his two cents into this. “Who’s busting your balls?”

“No one.”

“That Keys chick.” Spike ratted.

“Shit, man.” Sweet tossed his arms wide. “We don’t have enough available pussy around here? You’re still trying to go after Jamie’s friend?”

“Maybe the problem is that the pussy here is too available for him.” Spike laughed at his own joke, but he didn’t realize how right he was.

I’d grown up in the clubhouse at our Mother Chapter in Cedar Falls, West Virginia. My first sexual experience had been with a girl from school, but even she went on to become a club whore as soon as she was of legal age. Truth be told, my experience with her might have been what turned me off the club women.

She had been my first, and then to turn around and see her openly fucking some of the older guys in the club, it messed with my head a bit. Not that I told anyone that, but it did. No, I didn’t have a claim on her or anything. It just reminded me that I was only one of many and obviously no one special. As dysfunctional as Jamie and Sweet were, they each were completely loyal to one another. I’d always been jealous of them, right up until everything went completely wrong in their relationship.

Those two were still trying to figure their mess out. It should have turned me off relationships completely, but it didn’t. Instead, it laid the groundwork for me wanting to find something solid because I had no problem putting the work in to make it last.

My issue was that the only woman I was remotely interested in, didn’t feel the same about me. Wasn’t that just a bitch?

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