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“Shit!” Sweet huffed as he scrubbed a hand down his face. He finally looked up into my razor-thin, angry gaze and sighed. “Sorry. That was out of line.”

“This is out of line too, but I won’t apologize for it.” I told him and then I spat two angry words his way. “Fuck you!” My hate-filled gaze moved from him to Quickshot, where he got the message that my words were for him too before I strolled out of the meeting with JoJo at my back.

“Fuck them.” I hissed the words out as I clomped through their clubhouse and out the door, headed for my bike.

“Keys,” JoJo called out as her short legs tried to catch up to my lengthy stride. “You know he was just lashing out because he felt like you disrespected him earlier.”

“And?”

“And it was obvious from Quickshot’s reaction that he wasn’t just out of line in saying those things, it simply wasn’t true.”

“Whatever.” I hopped on my bike and revved the engine so that no more conversation could take place, then I hauled ass out of there.

Chapter 11

The meeting we called with the women from S.H.E. devolved into a powerplay between the two clubs based solely on people’s hurt feelings. People who had no right to have hurt feelings. People like my club brother and the President of our chapter.

“What the fuck were you thinking?”

“Don’t start with me, Quick.”

“Don’t start with you? You’re seriously going to try to brush this off?” I asked Sweet as he paced back and forth steaming over what had gone down in the meeting. Angel Girl and the rest of their club had left shortly after Keys and JoJo took off. Sweet’s pacing and fuming had nothing to do with how wrong he had been when he overreacted about Keys. No. It was purely because Jamie walked out without even saying another word to him.

“Quick, I’m really not in the mood.”

“Oh! Jamie didn’t say goodbye and give you a kiss, or stick around to suck you off, so you’re not in the fucking mood. Meanwhile, if I ever had a hope in hell of getting Keys to forgive me for the bullshit I said, you literally just nailed that coffin shut and made sure it was buried twice as deep as necessary. But you’re the one who isn’t in the mood?”

Sweet stopped pacing. “I said I was sorry.”

I laughed at him. “You said you were sorry,” I mimicked. “How the fuck does you saying you’re sorry take back the embarrassment you just subjected that woman to? You fucking told her that I didn’t think her pussy was worthy in front of her best friends and mine, the people she has to work with for fuck’s sake.”

Sweet picked up a mug and threw it across the room. We both watched as the shattered pieces scattered and fell. It looked a lot like the mess he’d just made of things.

“She was being a disrespectful shit.”

“How?”

“First, she refused to sit,” he tried.

“It’s the same thing we do in a meeting where we’re not sure what to expect. Our fucking enforcer stands to be at the ready.”

Sweet glared at me, knowing he couldn’t argue. “Then she had to question whether the news of Tallahassee being around was worthy of them coming to a sit down.”

“It wasn’t worthy.”

“It wasn’t her place to question that.”

“That’s not your call to make. You don’t know how they operate over there. They don’t always use their President as the mouthpiece for their club. Their officers get equal say in shit. She had every right to question if her night had just been wasted for something that could have been expressed through a fucking text between you and Jamie.”

Sweet growled.

“What the fuck was that really about? You blew up because she was leaving a meeting to go do her fucking job.”

“She didn’t know that was everything. She wasn’t dismissed.”

“Wasn’t she?” I asked as Sweet turned his eyes up to mine once more. That time, there was a question in them. He wanted to know how he could be wrong about that. “Angel Girl handed her the information she needed to do her job. That was her dismissal of Keys. Just because it’s not how you would do it, doesn’t mean things weren’t handled properly for THEM.” I chuckled again. “The powerplay in that room had nothing to do with Keys. She was just the catalyst. You can’t handle Jamie being in charge of her girls when the two clubs get together.”

“That’s not true.”

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