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“That’s Haze,” Bones replies, grinning. “He’s our treasurer and local heartthrob.”

Lu doesn’t look away from him. “Haze, huh? I’m going home with him tonight.”

Bones laughs and tips back the rest of his beer. “You’ll have to fight off a few to get there, unless you don’t mind sharing.”

Lu’s pink lips curve upward. “I’m an only child. I don’t share.”

Suddenly, big hands squeeze my hips, pulling me back against a hard, familiar body. “Fuck, Ora. You’re the most stunning woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on. Part of me wants to drag you out of here so the other men don’t get to see you like this.”

I can feel him growing hard against my ass, but I’m still annoyed at what I just saw. I have two options here, communicate like a big girl or be a bitch and let him figure out what he has done wrong.

“Bones, why the fuck didn’t you come tell me she was here?” War asks, his fingers tightening as they move up to my waist.

“Got them a drink first,” Bones replies, amusement dancing in his blue eyes.

“Besides, you seemed a little busy, anyway,” I say a little too sweetly, turning around to face him.

Dark eyes scan my expression like he’s trying to read me. Then, without warning, he takes my glass and puts it back down on the bar, picks me up, and throws me over his shoulder. He smells so good, and that just pisses me off more. “Keep an eye on Lu for a minute,” he calls out over the music.

The men all cheer when they see War carrying me into the hallway that leads to the kitchen. When we’re alone, he puts me down and pushes me back up against the wall, caging me in with his palms against the brick. His leather boots touch mine.

“You going to tell me why you just got here and already have an attitude?”

I should, but the last thing I want to admit is how fucking jealous I felt watching a woman he’s slept with even being near him.

“I don’t have an attitude,” I reply, pursing my red lips. “Come on, I’m not leaving Lu out there alone.”

“Ora,” he murmurs, lifting my chin. “Tell me, now. If you don’t tell me, I can’t fix it.”

You know what? Fine.

“Well, let’s see… I walk in here, completely out of my element, by the way, to see you, only to find you standing there with a woman you’ve slept with, her hands on you. And then another woman joins in, all up against you, and you didn’t evenpush them away. If that’s how you want to be, that’s fine. Just don’t expect me to act taken if you’re not going to.”

Okay, I put it all out there, and if I am asked, I’m going to blame it on the vodka. We haven’t spoken about being exclusive or anything like that, but he did ask me to come here. War put me on the back of his bike and told his club I was his. He doesn’t get to do all these things, then act likeheisn’t claimed too.

I’m not here to play games, and it’s better I know now before my feelings get hurt. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt this drawn to a man, and I need to be smart about it. If I need to cut my losses and run to save my heart, then so be it.

“I didn’t even notice them,” he replies softly, staring down at me. His lips slowly curve into a smirk. “But you being jealous is hot as fuck.”

“War,” I warn, and he brings his lips to my forehead, planting a soft kiss there. “You going to start noticing?”

He laughs, his shoulders shaking. His left hand drops to absently slide across my bare thigh. “Yeah, baby, I’m gonna start noticing.” He places a soft kiss on my nose before lifting me against the wall with his fingers gripping the backs of my thighs and kissing me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth, tasting me, devouring me. His finger strokes against my panties a few times before slipping inside, sliding against the wetness he finds there.

“So ready for me,” he growls out against my lips. “Fucking perfect, Ora.”

His thumb circles my clit while my fingers tangle in his hair, holding him closer to me. I moan loudly as he slides another finger inside me. “That’s it, baby. That’s my good girl. Fuck my hand just like that.”

“Fuck, War, you going to share that?” comes a dark rumble.

War’s head suddenly shoots up and twists to the right. “Get the fuck out of here, Angel.”

I get a glimpse of a dark head of long hair before the man chuckles and disappears.

“Come, baby, before I have to kill the next one of my brothers who gets to see you like this. All those little fucking sexy noises you make are only for me,” he rasps, using his fingers to work his magic until I come. He kisses me, capturing my moans, and then sets me back down on the floor. With his hungry eyes locked on mine, he pulls his fingers out and licks them clean.

I whimper.

He grins.

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