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“I guarantee they will.” He moved closer and gave her a fatherly hug. “You’re under our protection, Isa. If you need anything, let Doc know. He’s your bodyguard of sorts. He’ll do anything for you.”
Isa’s gray eyes lifted to his. “Anything?”
The mischievous gleam in her gaze made Doc’s jeans tighten. Behind her innocent facade was a woman craving to be turned into a goddess… if she let him.
He nodded curtly, careful to keep his demeanor professional. He’d just patched. The last thing he needed was to be labeled a pushover.
Reaper’s phone rang, and Doc chose that moment to escort his charge from the office. “What would you like to see first?”
Isa ran her hand along the wall. “You’re new, aren’t you?”
“Yep.”
“Why’d you get chosen for this job, then?”
“We rotate through the club. It was my turn.”
“Bollocks. Tell me the real reason.”
Doc stopped and crossed his arms over his chest. Looking as fierce as possible, he lowered his gaze to hers. Instead of fear, he saw defiance. “Because I’m Reaper’s nephew, that’s why. My father was VP before he died. Macha is in my blood just like it’s in yours.”
Isa narrowed her eyes. “Bullshit. You don’t want to be here on protection detail.”
“I didn’t until I met you.”
Her sudden gasp tempted him to show her how true his words were, but Cueball stepped into the hallway. The pool shark slowly pulled off his sunglasses and let his brown eyes slide over Isa.
“Hello, hot stuff. The name’s Cueball. I heard there was a new girl around the club.” He licked his lips, eyes lingering over her perky body. “Sorry I missed you at dinner last night.”
Doc stepped forward, but Isa interrupted his act. “Do you like breathing?”
Cueball smirked. “Last I checked.”
“Then I suggest you back off before the Belfast president finds out you’re drooling over his daughter.”
Doc bit back a laugh at the expression on Cueball’s face. The other man stepped away, hands up in surrender. “No harm intended.” He glanced to Doc. “They grow them feisty in Ireland.”
He jerked his chin up. “Wouldn’t have it any other way, brother.”
Cueball chuckled and maintained his path toward the bedrooms.
When Doc turned back around, he met Isa’s glowering face. The more time he spent with her only intensified his longing to put her over his knee. She was sassy when needed, and that stirred up the most primitive sensations in his mind. Suddenly, being uprooted from his familiar role as the club doctor wasn’t so bad.
“Are all MC members horndogs?”
Doc took a step closer and tugged on the bottom of her shirt. It barely covered her navel, leaving plenty of skin available to tempt any man. “Have you seen yourself, Isa? You’re the prettiest girl in the clubhouse.” His eyes fixed to her lips, where she was rubbing them together. “And that fire of yours only makes it hotter.” He reached over and ran his knuckles down the side of her neck, goose bumps spreading at his touch. “Because we all like to play with fire.”
“What if I burn you?” she whispered, the sound airy and uncertain.
He chuckled and stepped away. “You’re worth the scars, princess.”
7
Isa
Holy hell,he’s hot.Isa swallowed her sip of water and tried to concentrate on Doc’s words. It was difficult because she kept getting caught on his lips instead. They were subtly hidden beneath his scruff but looked perfect in every way.
They were halfway through the clubhouse tour, though she’d need a refresher course if there was to be a quiz. So far, she gleaned that she needed to stay away from the patch members and prospects. Evidently, they weren’t hercuppa, as Doc implied.Cheeky bastard doesn’t know my cuppa.
