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CHAPTER SIX
Louana
“Hey there, pretty lady,” a voice greeted me when I’d made my way out of the prospect room the next morning.
I thought I’d gotten up relatively early, but I guess the bikers were earlier risers than I’d realized. Because Valen and Voss were both gone when I’d climbed out of my bunk. Their beds were even made.
A little panicked that I’d screwed up already, I’d decided to shower later in the day, and just got into a pair of jeans and a ribbed tee, and rushed out into the main area of the clubhouse.
My fellow prospects were nowhere to be found, but there was another guy hanging around with a box of donut holes sitting on the coffee table in front of him.
“It’s seven in the morning,” I said, shaking my head at the sweets.
“I had bacon for a midnight snack. I needed something sweet,” he informed me, not really helping his argument at all. But he seemed both aware and okay with that. “Louana, right?” he asked.
“Yeah. New prospect.”
“I’m Dezi,” he offered.
He was hot.
Objectively, I wasn’t sure I’d ever seen an unattractive Henchmen.
This guy had wavy brown hair that brushed his shoulders, a beard, brown eyes, and tattoos that cover just about every inch of skin below his chin. Including ones on his fingers.
Loston one hand.
Hopeon the other.
Lost hope.
Interesting coming from a guy eating a child’s treat first thing in the morning.
“And you, pretty lady, are the first gorgeous woman to walk in this club who isn’t someone’s girlfriend or a princess since I’ve been here,” he told me. “Which means you aren’t off-limits,” he added.
“Except I am a prospect,” I reminded him.
“I mean, they might call it a gross abuse of my authoritative power, but it isn’t strictly forbidden. Being that all former prospects have been dudes,” he added.
“I’ll keep that in mind,” I said, reaching into the box to snag a donut hole because, well, I’d had a shitty night of sleep and therefore was craving crap. “So, where is everyone?” I asked as I dropped down on the couch.
“Hm. Well, half the guys are asleep. The others are likely with their chicks or at the gym. The latter meaning your fellow prospects.”
“Lo’s gym?” I asked.
“Nah.”
“The Mallick gym?” I asked, tensing. “Shane Mallick’s gym?” I added.
Jase’s dad.
You know… the guy I’d left to get with Valen.
He was allowed in that place?
The Jase I’d once known was the kind of guy to hold a grudge. He was perfectly suited to follow in the footsteps of his father and join the family business.
It was that cocky, fearless attitude that had him asking me out in the first place. He was the only guy in town brave enough to show up at my father’s doorstep.
