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As I kiss her forehead, I just know there are going to be a lot of firsts between us. “See ya, doll.”

I head for the door but stop in my tracks when she calls after me.

“Be careful.”

It hits me right in the gut. She cares. I’ll decide later if that’s a good or bad thing. “I will.”

I walk to my car, feeling an overwhelming force trying to drag me back inside. I fight it, barely winning, and hop into the Beamer. Whatever’s going on at the club, it’s serious enough for E to call me. As soon as I drive through the gates of the quiet community, I floor the pedal, hoping I’m not too late.

I get there and there’s a long line of cars waiting to get out.What the fuck is going on?Inside, I find E pacing nervously. Razor, Motor, Crow, and Venom are standing around, looking worried.

“E.”

“Bro. Some chick came in with two guys with guns. They have Nita up in the office.”

“The fuck? They say what they want?”

“She’ll only talk to you. Had to tell everybody there was an electrical problem and shut it down. Comped all their bills.”

Fuck this shit. No one fucks with my family or my money.

“Crow, Razor, gimme your guns.”

They hand them over and I pass one to E. I stick it into the side of my jeans, making it obvious. E does the same. We head up to the office and I knock on the door.

“It’s Gage.”

The door cracks open and a huge, black guy points a Beretta in my face. E and I raise our hands and he slowly backs up, letting us in. Cassidy Martin. Stupid bitch. She’s standing there with a silly grin. Another giant of a man stands next to her, pointing a gun at Aunt Nita, who’s tied to a chair looking scared as hell.

“Toss the guns.”

I drop Crow’s gun, E drops Razor’s, and we kick them away. Idiots don’t even pat us down.

“You okay, Nita?” She nods and I turn to Martin. “What’s this about, Cassidy?”

She jerks her head toward the bathroom.

“Let’s talk.”

I take a cautious look back at my aunt and then walk to the bathroom. Cassidy follows and closes the door behind her. I turn to her, raising a curious brow.

“Hi,” she says, nervously tucking her hair behind her ear.

“Hi? You’ve got two guns trained on my aunt and you greet me withhi?”

“I was never going to hurt her. I just…why do you have to make me resort to drastic measures to get your attention?”

The bitch is a fucking psycho. At first she was an annoyance, but now she’s pissing me the fuck off.

“That’s what this is about? You want some dick?”

“Yes, I mean no. I wantyou. I can’t stop thinking about you, Gage.”

“Really? ‘Cause I haven’t thought about you once. Can’t even remember what your pussy felt like.”

And that’s the truth. I remember fucking her in her office, but that’s about it. She was hot – long, red hair, green eyes, and curves – the way I like my women. And she was throwing herself at me, so I caught her. But that was it. Pussy was forgettable.

She moves closer, her eyes dropping to my crotch.