Page 81 of Thrust & Throttle


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I looked at the man who had spoken. He wore a leather cut, but I didn’t recognize him.

He grinned and patted his knee. “Why don’t you come over and sit your pretty little ass right here.”

“Dude,” I snapped. “I’m not in the mood.”

He just chuckled. “You’ve got sass. I like that. I like that a lot.”

“Joker,” Duke rumbled. “This is Willa.”

“Your Old Lady?” Joker asked, his eyes darting from Duke to me.

“Best friend,” Duke clarified as his jaw clenched. “And not a club whore.”

Joker rubbed his chin. “So she’s not off limits?”

“She’s off limits,” I stated.

Savage whispered something in the woman’s ear. She hopped off his lap but made sure to bend over far enough so that I could see her red thong peeking out from underneath her denim skirt.

He smacked her ass before she walked away, sashaying past me without a look.

“Let’s make this quick, yeah?” Savage asked.

I rolled my eyes. “Is that all you care about? Getting your dick wet?”

“I like you more and more, babe,” Joker piped up.

“Okay, whoareyou?” I demanded.

“I’m the Sergeant at Arms in the Coeur D’Alene chapter,” Joker explained.

“Well, I understand the road name,” I drawled.

“Don’t let the name fool you, sugar tits.” He took a sip of his beer.

“You call me sugar tits one more time and you’ll be feasting on your balls.”

There was a collective silence and tension swelled. Joker slowly lowered the bottle from his lips. “I think I just fell in love with you.”

Without another word, I turned and went into the clubhouse. Duke and Savage were on my heels.

“What’s up, Willa?” Savage asked when I stopped in the living room.

“Waverly told me what happened to Cal.”

“What happened to Cal?” Savage asked, widening his eyes.

“Don’t,” I snapped. “I know it was you.” I looked at Duke. “You let him do this, didn’t you?”

“There’s nolettingSavage do anything. He just does,” Duke said, his tone quiet. “But you need to explain to us what it is you’re talking about, because honestly we have no idea.”

“You didn’t break Cal’s fingers?” I asked, confused.

“Oh, full stop,” Savage said, his tone darkening. “We don’t fuck with minors. Cal is a dick, but he’s just a high school kid, not some grown ass man. We don’t use violence unless it’s serious. Although whoever did it, way to go.”

“Then who—” I cut myself off, feeling sheepish. I blew out a breath of air. “I’m sorry, I just thought, with our history—”

“Itwasn’tus,” Duke reinforced.

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