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“Street wars aren’t a place for Belle Montgomery to be.”

“But it’s a place for Tristian Hawkins to be?”

“Unlike you, I can take care of myself.”

“I can take care of myself too.”

“Tell that to the bruises you’ll be sporting after nearly getting trampled to death tonight.”

“That’s not fair.”

“You don’t belong there.”

“Neither do you.”

He rendered me speechless when he confessed, “My dad was a biker.”

“Was?”

No reaction whatsoever.

Not one.

“Are you involved with the street wars? Are you part of the gang?”

“You know what they say…” He cunningly grinned. “Curiosity killed the cat, Belle.”

“Is that a yes?”

“My, my, kitten. You sure want to know a lot about me.”

“What do you expect? I’m on your dick, remember?”

He chuckled, smirking.

Wanting to bruise his ego, I stirred the pot. “If you wouldn’t have scared Travis away, I’d be with him right now.”

“Fuck him.”

“Maybe I would have.”

His expression turned lethal.

“Oh, that got your attention, tough guy? For someone who thinks they know a lot about me, you sure make it hard to learn anything about you. Are you always this closed off? Or is it just me you’re hiding from?”

“I’m not hiding.”

“Prove it. Tell me something you’ve never told anyone.”

I never expected him to reply, “He died.”

I winced. “Your dad?”

He nodded.

“And your mom?”

“She died too.”

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