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“Shouldn’t it?” I ask him. He shrugs his shoulders and shoves his hands into his pockets as he slowly paces back and forth.
“You’re not a part of it, so I don’t see why it would.”
“You’re right. But this is your clubhouse, isn’t it?”
“It is.”
“And nothing illegal goes on here?” I ask. Now he laughs.
“I didn’t say that, but I also didn’t know you’d be here,” he adds.
“Would that change things?”
“No.”
“I think it’s best if I go.”
“Why?”
“Why not?”
“You came for a reason, Kemah,” he points out as a chill runs down my spine. This is wrong. I shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t be in the middle of this.
“I guess I was just wondering if what I read was true.”
“Does that make any difference?” he asks, squaring his shoulders as he looks at me. Slowly, I lower my head, not knowing what to say to him. I shouldn’t have come. I shouldn’t be here. My cell phone rings in my pocket, startling me. I reachin and pull it out. My face falls when I see Jake’s name flash across the screen.
Before I can think of what to say to him, Hodge grabs the phone from my hand and slides his finger across the screen before bringing it to his ear.
“I’ve seen the marks. I’ve seen the bruises and I’m warnin’ you right the fuck now, that if I see another, I’m gonna rip your fuckin’ throat out,” he growls into the phone. My mouth falls open as I look at him, unsure of what to say.
I don’t know what Jake is saying in return, and the thought of what he’s going to do to me sits heavily in my chest. I watch as Hodge smirks and then laughs into the line before lowering the phone and ending the call. He passes the phone back to me, and I stand still, stunned into silence.
“You hungry?”
“Do I look like I need to eat?” It’s the first thing that popped into my head, although I shouldn’t have said it.
“You look like you need somethin’ to fill your mouth, and I have a few things that would work.” My cheeks heat at his words before he laughs.
Chapter 7
Hodge
Her little boyfriend or whatever the hell he is, threatened me, which I found amusing. I’m not sure who he is or what he thinks he can do to me, but he’s dead wrong.
Now Kemah? Kemah stands in front of me with a shocked look on her face, pink cheeks, and eyes that see deep into my fucking soul.
“I have to go,” she says softly, although I can tell she doesn’t want to leave.
“You’re fine here.”
“No. I need to get home.”
“He isn’t gonna be happy with you right now. I would give him some time to cool off. Besides, I said you’re not leavin’ yet.”
“Who do you think you are? You can’t just boss me around,” she snaps at me, causing me to smile.
“When you’re here, or in my presence, I am your boss and you’re gonna love every fuckin’ second of it. Now turn around and walk that sexy ass of yours back inside.” Her lips part as I nod toward the door. I’m a little shocked when she actually turns and walks back to the door, pulling it open. She steps inside, and I step in behind her, pulling the door closed behind us. I walk closer to her, stopping when I’m right behind her, resting a hand on her hip. She jerks under my touch, and I quickly pull my hand away from her.
