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“Cuz she’s your type,” Klink said.
“Oh yeah? What’s my type?”
A waitress dropped off another round of beers, and Doc slowly sipped his. He needed to stay sharp. Macha members weren’t known for their stupidity but keen awareness and ability to thrive in any situation.
“Anything with a hot body,” Snoopy finally said, pointing to the other side of the bar. “And that Irish lass is smokin’.”
Following his finger, Doc kept in a groan at the woman in a short red dress, dirty-blonde hair flowing around her shapely breasts. Even without seeing her face, he knew her identity.Isa.His pulse skyrocketed at the mere sight of her. He couldn’t even think about what she did to his cock.
He glanced back to the table and chuckled. “She’s allowed to have a good time, Snoop.”
Snoopy laughed. “Yeah, but this isn’t a members-only bar. You better keep a close eye on her, or one of the locals will try to slide between those long milky legs of hers and fuck her raw.”
Doc looked over to Isa again. Sure enough, several Snowshoe residents were sizing up the delicacy from Ireland.
Nobody’s tasting her except me.
Legs giggled, and Snoopy kissed her hard. The nymphs beneath the table paused their ministrations long enough to see what he would do.
Rubble rubbed his long beard, eyes dancing with merriment. They were all getting off on his pain.
“If you’d rather Rubble protect her, just say so,” Legs taunted. “We won’t hold it over your head.”
The hell you won’t.Doc finished his beer in one long chug and slammed the empty glass on the table. He stood and saluted the group. “See you fuckers tomorrow.”
“I told you he liked her,” Legs whispered before he was out of earshot.
Doc straightened his shoulders and made a beeline for Isa. The damn woman was shaking her ass to Luke Bryan, and more men were drooling over her than before. Naturally, she had no clue what was happening or how seductive she looked swinging her little hips to the rhythm.
Taking a breath, he leaned down and whispered, “Keep shaking that ass and I’ll put you over my knee.”
Her hips paused and she twirled around, eyes wide. When she recognized him, a shy smile crossed her kissable lips. He balled his hands into fists, the urge to hike up her skirt and fuck her then and there irresistible.
“You wouldn’t dare. I’m a MC princess.” She took a shot of what looked like vodka and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
“Oh, now you like the nickname?” He narrowed his eyes. Ever since he’d called her by it, she’d seemed disgusted by the term.
“Maybe I like when you say it,” she slurred.
Damn, how’d she get wasted already?He hadn’t seen her when he arrived, which meant Isa got tipsy fast. He glanced around the room but didn’t spot Queenie. Surely she didn’t think letting Isa loose without an escort was a good idea.
“Hmm, not sure you’d agree when you’re sober.”
Isa shrugged and started gyrating her hips to the beat of the music. It would’ve been fine if a drunken asshole hadn’t rubbed up against her ass. Acting quickly, Doc shoved the other guy, who didn’t even seem bothered by the act and went to grind on another single dancer.
“Come on, Doc, I wanna dance.” Her Irish accent sounded heavier with the alcohol running in her veins.
Gripping her waist, Doc pulled her flush to him. Her eyes shot gray daggers at him, but there was a softness to the glare. “Isa, you need to come with me. You’re not safe here.” He looked over and saw two sturdy-looking men ogling her backside. He could handle one drunken asshole, but a whole bar full of them? Not even close. “Now, princess.”
For a split second, he thought she’d argue, and he’d have to haul her out over his shoulder. Finally, she nodded and draped his arm around her shoulders. Doc managed to flip the bird to the table in the back. What they didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them.
They made it out of the bar before she started giggling. Her little nose scrunched up in the cutest way, her diamond stud glittering in the moonlight. She staggered out of his grip.
“Isa—” he started.
“I’m fine, Doc,” she shot back, moving the wrong direction. “Why’d you have to go mess up my fun? I was having a good time.”
Catching up to her, he guided her toward the clubhouse. She’d need a bottle of water and some aspirin before bed, and he wasn’t about to leave anyone else to the task.
