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“Hey, when’d you wake up?” Carson asks.
I look up and yawn. “Not long ago, I’m hungry and ready to head home, though. I could use some more sleep.”
His eyes narrow on me and his jaw ticks. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, just exhausted and hungry.”
“I saw Shannan walking down the hall. That bitch come by and say something to you?”
“Nothing I don’t already know, Carson.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Means, what I said the other day, we can’t be exclusive.”
“I’m not fighting with you about this shit. I’ll take you home, give you a breather, but you can bet you’re fucking ass we’re talking about this in a day or two.”
I want to sass him back and say maybe next week, but I’m not pushing my luck right now.
“Whatever,” is all I say, and I grab my leather jacket and shrug it on.
“Let’s go,” he orders and I follow behind him, getting on his bike as I watch Shannan looking out the clubhouse window and glaring at me as we take off.
Chapter Thirty-four
Hangman
Idrop Justine offat home, giving her a kiss goodbye and head back to the clubhouse. I have shit to take care of and a bitch to threaten again. First up, the bitch, since everyone is still asleep.
“Shannan,” I say, stepping close to her. The bitch was waiting for me to come back. Her heavy tits swinging free and it’s then I notice the nipple piercings. Fuck me, she did it. My cock twitches as I take them in. Justine let me play with hers last night, and it was fucking amazing watching her come apart in my hands.
“Hangman,” she breathes.
I step close to her, wrapping a hand around her neck and we walk until we hit a wall. “You said shit to my woman.”
“I-I,” she stutters, struggling to breathe as I grip her throat tighter.
