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I laughed as I flexed my ankles, preparing them for my run. “Op, is not my boyfriend.”

The smile quickly changed to a frown. “Why was he spouting all that crap about you being his then?”

I sighed, explaining what I was to the club sometimes was a lot for people. Some took it well, like Rose, who didn’t judge me for my choices. But the majority of people liked to make me feel like trash. I rolled the tension in my shoulders.

“I belong to the club,” I said simply with a shrug. “I’m a club girl. They provide for me, I provide for them.”

“You’re a club whore?” he growled, the noise so deep and so filled with anger that I almost took a step back.

I frowned at him. “Yes, I am.” I wouldn’t act like I was ashamed of my choices because he didn’t approve.

“Why?”

I held up my hand. “You don’t know me. You don’t know what my life was or is like. And you have no idea what goes on at the club. They look after me and treat me well, that’s all you need to know.”

He dragged his fingers through his short hair, frustration etched on his face. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to judge. Jesus, I’m fucking this up.”

I crossed my arms over my chest. “Look Deacon. I’m sorry about Optimus. He doesn’t really care what people think of him, but he didn’t have to talk to you the way he did. But whatever grudge you have against the club, I’d suggest you drop it.”

He frowned for a moment but quickly held his hands up in surrender. “My bad. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

“I know.”

He smiled softly, obviously relieved to have the tension gone. “I was actually kind of glad you came in. I’ve just had a trainer give in their resignation and I’m looking for someone to do some part-time work around here.”

I was surprised. “Really?”

His smile grew. “Yeah. It’s not much, but with your background I know you’d know what you’re doing. And it would save me advertising and going through job interviews.”

Part of me wanted to be excited. It was a small but excellent opportunity, a step in the direction of what I wanted to do. But unfortunately while I was still with the club, it was an impossibility.

“I really wish I could. For now, I’m still tied to the club. Outside jobs are not really an option right now.” Even I heard the disappointment in my voice.

I saw his jaw tighten, but he managed to keep a kind smile on his face. “Well, the offer is there. I’ve got another week before I need to find someone permanent. Keep it in mind?”

I knew it wouldn’t happen, but I nodded and smiled anyway. “Sure.”

“I better go, I’ll let you get to your workout.” He gave a small wave. “Hope to see you around soon.”

I watched as he made his way toward the punching bags and shook hands with a man before helping him strap his hands.

Deacon was a mystery to me. There was something about him that I just couldn’t place. His anger toward the club was surprising for someone who had just moved into town. I knew news about the brothers moved fast, but for someone to have that much venom and disgust toward them in such a short time was strange.

I began to stretch once again, needing to release some of the tension that had found its way back into my body before I started my run.

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