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“Where, then?” I choked out.

“Ribs.”

“I’d like that.” I pressed my mouth to his throat. “You know what this means, don’t you?”

“What?”

“That I’ll be yours forever.”

“Oh, sweetheart,” he breathed. “You already were that anyway.”

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STAR

As Conor got his ink, I found myself being dragged outside by Quin and was shortly surrounded by the Sinners’ council. Well, sans Rex and Maverick.

That meant I had Nyx, the VP, Link, the Road Captain, Sin, the Enforcer, Steel, the Secretary, Cruz, the newly-patched Reaper, as well as Hawk and Quin who were hovering around because the latter worked at his sister’s ink studio.

It was a lot of leather-wearing man meat to be surrounded by, but that didn’t stop me from scowling up at them and demanding, “Why did you leave the party?”

Nyx cracked his knuckles. “What the fuck were you thinking just taking off like that?”

“Who are you? My dad?”

“If we had been, you’d probably have been better behaved,” Link joked, sliding his arm around my shoulder as he tugged me into his side.

I peered at him. “I’ve already spoken to you since I got back so why are you a part of the delegation?”

“Just in case you need backup.”

Oh. That was sweet. But—

“I don’t need backup.”

He winked. “They’re wicked pissed.”

Folding his arms across his chest, Steel growled, “Star, you can’t just take off like that—”

I sniffed at him. “I know.”

He paused halfway through what appeared to be the beginning of a diatribe then muttered, “Excuse me?”

“You heard me. I know I can’t just take off like that. But I did. I went, I saw, I got captured, then I conquered. I won’t be doing it again.”

Nyx’s gaze, always dour, grumpy, and semi-insane, sharpened upon me. “We ride together or not at all.”

“I’m not a Sinner,” I denied, even though his statement made me feel… weird.

“You are by proxy.”

My brow furrowed. “Then you should have patched me in.”

“You lived with the fucking Road Captain, treated the clubhouse like it was your home, and sniped at our Prez without getting your tongue cut out—what more of a memo could we have given you?”

“When you put it like that…”

“Yeah, I’m putting it like that,” Nyx snapped. “What happened? Maverick’s told us some shit but he claims there’s another goddamn secret society out there. But they’re good cops where the Sparrows are bad cops?”

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