Page 79 of Primal Urges

“Is everything alright, sir?” a woman’s voice asked beside him.

Lucas’s vision came back into focus, and he was able to see the woman standing right next to him.

“Huh?” Lucas asked, feeling confused and disoriented.

“Are you alright? You’ve been staring at that bush for the last five minutes.”

Bush? Darryl!

Lucas’s head snapped in the direction of the spot where he had last seen his nightmare.

What the?

The street was empty.

Lucas’s eyes darted around, desperately trying to locate the man who had made the last few years of his life a living nightmare.

Nothing. No one.

The street was empty.

Had he just imagined seeing his ex standing there? Was it all in his head? Was he actually starting to lose his mind?

Fear will fuck with your mind,that annoying inner voice of his explained.

Get a grip and pull yourself together. Do you think that Cade wants a delusional man hanging around his six-year-old daughter?

Do you think that Caden wants to fuck a man whose head needs to be examined?

Fuck. He was losing it.

“I’m fine. Thank you,” Lucas said, quickly stepping across the street and making his way back to Caden’s.

So much for clearing your head, Lucas thought to himself.

24

CADEN

The next night, both Caden and Lucas returned to work. Caden worked security while Lucas cleaned tables and helped Alexis switch out kegs.

Everything seemed to be back to normal. Rock music played in the bar as patrons downed beers and shots of alcohol.

Caden decided to conduct a perimeter sweep of the bar. Occasionally, he would find visitors or drunk-as-fuck locals doing things they shouldn’t be doing out where anyone could see.

For the bar's sake and reputation, Marcus insisted that any questionable behavior must be conducted out of sight and preferably behind closed doors.

They didn’t judge. They just didn’t want to get their liquor license revoked or have the bar’s name splashed all over social media in a negative light. Ride ’em Hard made too much money to get the place shut down.

Walking around the back of the bar, Caden could hear moaning and grunting.

Shaking his head, he came up behind a man with his pants down around his thighs, ramming some dude hard from behind.

“Sorry, dude. You got to take this to a darker corner or something,” Caden said, placing his hand on the guy’s shoulder, causing him to pull out of the dude and nearly slap his dick against Caden’s thigh as he turned.

The other man remained bent over, hands on the wall in front of him, bare ass spread wide open.

“What the fuck?” Ace shouted, looking over his shoulder, pissed that he was no longer getting rammed into oblivion. “I was almost there, Cade!”

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