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“I’ll behave unless they start shit with you. If that happens, I won’t be held responsible for the things I do or say.”
“Well let’s hope that doesn’t happen then.” We drove the next little bit in silence. The Hell’s Harlem chapter in this area had a clubhouse on the other side of the city. It amazed me how the guys in Sammy’s chapter were far different than the ones I grew up with.
When we went down the street that led to the clubhouse, my heart started racing. “I just want to warn you that they’re not going to like that you’re with me. Doesn’t matter if you’re in the same club. And it doesn’t matter that Aaron is dead.”
“They still think you’re his old lady,” Sammy said, his voice flat.
It wasn’t a question, but I nodded anyway. “I’m not. Sure, there was a time where he referred to me as it, but he never respected me like one.”
“A lot of the times, even if you are their old lady, you’ll still get cheated on, hit, whatever the fuck they feel like doing.” Sammy’s hand moved to my other thigh, his fingers sliding beneath my leg. “But I promise you that I would never do that to you. Not saying it doesn’t happen in the chapter I’m in, but it’s notmything.”
“That’s good to know because if you want this to continue like you keep saying you do, I won’t put up with that shit. Not again. I’ve already been through it. I refuse to—” A firm hand gripped the back of my neck. My eyes met Sammy’s heated stare.
“Trust me when I tell you this.” He squeezed the back of my neck, leaned forward, and pressed his mouth against my ear.
Every inch of me came alive at how close he was and if I hadn’t been driving, I knew I would have ended up in his arms.
“Your pussy is the only one I want, Red.” He kissed my temple. “The only one.” He released me roughly, sitting back in his seat.
I pulled the car into the parking lot that led to a place I once considered home. “I hope you still feel that way after this.”
“What do you mean?” Sammy asked as I parked the car.
“Because the guys call me their Princess.” When I turned off the engine, I just sat there, memories rushing back to when I was there with Aaron.
“You mean, they refer to you as their whore,” Sammy bit out, his voice rough. “And not in the sexy way.”
“Yup, but it’s not true. Yes, I slept around after Aaron died but it wasn’t enough to consider me a whore or a slut. It wasn’t like I was ever paid for it anyway.” I tried making light of the situation even though I knew it was anything but.
“Look at me,” Sammy demanded.
I took a deep breath, meeting his gaze.
“You aremywhore,myslut,mylittle submissive. My fucking brat. Whatever you want to be, you aremine.” He nodded toward the large building sitting in front of us. “I already told you that I don’t give a shit what you’ve done before me but I’ll say it again. I do not give a shit how many guys you slept with. I’m here now, so that ends. You got me?”
I nodded, opening the door and stepping out of the car just as a couple guys filed out of the club. As nervous as I was to be there, I was thankful that Will was not around. For the moment anyway.
“I mean it, Red,” Sammy said, leaving the car and coming around to my side. “Just because you slept with a few guys, doesn’t make you a whore anyway. I hate that shit. Women can fuck whoever they want, whenever they want, as much as they fucking want, just as much as men can. Doesn’t make them a whore or a slut.” He scowled. “The guys were probably just jealous that you got more action than them anyway.”
I looked up at him. “You are something else, Sammy.”
“I could say the same for you, pet.” He linked his fingers in mine as the three guys who left the club, started walking toward us.
“Well, this is quite the surprise.” One of the members, Jack Sure or Jackie to those close to him, approached me first. His eyes flicked over my head to Sammy. “Sammy Butcher. It’s been a while. I see you’ve settled down. Does Amber know how much action you’ve had?” Jackie wrapped his arms around me, the movement causing my hand to fall from Sammy’s.
I didn’t know they knew each other but it was no surprise really, seeing as they were in the same club.
“That shit doesn’t matter,” Sam bit out. “All that matters now is that she knows that I’m the guy who’s going to fuck you up if you don’t take your hands off of her.”
I winced, waiting for Jackie to say something I would regret. If we were anywhere else, I wouldn’t have been worried for Sammy but the fact that this crew, although it was the same club that Sammy was in, considered him an outsider.
I pulled away from Jackie, not liking this one bit. “I need to talk to Tiny,” I said before he and the two other guys who were on either side of him, asked me why I was there.
Jackie narrowed his dark brows. He was older, pushing mid to late forties, but you would never know by his wrinkle-free face and hair that was still black as night. He was a good-looking guy, with a European background that no one knew much about.
“You didn’t wait long for Aaron’s side of the bed to become cold,” Jackie accused, pulling a pack of smokes out of his leather cut.
“He’s been dead for...no.” I knew my mouth was going to get me in trouble, but I was sick of this shit. “You know what? I don’t have to explain anything to you or anyone here for that matter. None of you said shit when Aaron was fucking anything that walked while he was married to me.”
