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“Bella, you need anything just let me or one of the guys know. It’s dark outside, so no walking to your car alone. Got it?”

“Yeah, Jake. I’ll let someone know I’m leaving.”

He nods his approval and I shut the door when I leave.

Logan is standing out by the front counter when I come back out.

“Walking you to your car tonight,” he states, unknowingly making my skin hum with his gravelly voice.

I grab my things from behind the counter before walking towards the door he’s now holding open.

We make our way across the parking lot and I unlock my car.

“Hand me your phone,” Logan demands.

I look at him and raise an eyebrow, silently asking why. He has his hand held out waiting for me to comply.

“Putting my number in your phone, beautiful. You text when you get home. Let me know you made it safe.”

I should feel strange with his demand, but I don’t, so I hand him my phone without hesitation.

There is no ignoring the spark that is felt when the tips of our fingers brush slightly as he hands my phone back. With a husky tone in his voice, Logan says, “Get in the car, Bella.”

I get in and start the engine. He takes a few steps back as I pull out the lot and head home.

The whole time my pulse racing from being near him.

I make it home and pull into the driveway. Before I get out of the car I reach over into my purse and grab my phone. Pulling up Logan’s number, I type out a text.

Me: I’m home

Logan quickly answers back.

Logan: Goodnight, Angel

CHAPTER SEVEN

Logan

Angel: I’m home

Me: Night Angel

Angel: Goodnight Logan

It’s been two months since Bella started working at the garage and each night ends with her text letting me know she’s home. Though I’ve enjoyed getting to know her, it’s hard as hell keeping our relationship on a friend level. Bella is not the kind of woman you take to bed, then forget about. She’s too fucking good, too sweet for me to treat her that way. Problem is, I can’t seem to take any woman to my bed lately. My cock knows what it wants, and it’s not club pussy. My heart and my head are playing tug of war with each other. My heart is telling me to take what I want, make Bella mine. My head is telling me to stay fucking clear and not to go down that road again. Am I a bastard for sometimes sending mixed signals? Hell yes. Do I care? Fuck no. I never said I wasn’t a selfish man.

Smiling, I put my phone back in my pocket, and motion for the prospect to bring me another beer. I came to the clubhouse after work to have a few drinks with my brothers and to sort shit out with our run this weekend. Tensions have been high ever since Los Demonios were caught trying to break into our warehouse. Dealing with all this bullshit right now is another reason I’m keeping Bella at a distance. I can’t risk anything happening to her.

I’ve just finished my third beer when Gabriel takes a seat next to me at the bar.

“Look, man. I’ve got to ask. We got this run tomorrow and I want to make sure your head’s in the right place after all the shit we’ve been dealing with lately.”

“Yea, brother. I’m straight,” He answers looking me dead in the eyes.

Satisfied with his repl

y, I stand up and take one last pull of my beer. Time to call it a night, so I head upstairs to my room and take a quick shower before laying my tired ass down for the night.

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