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“Yeah, figured I’d come in here and get you, seeing as you ain’t been out of this room much and the club’s having a cookout.”
“And? It’s nothing new for the club to have a cookout,” I grunt.
“True, but figured you’d want to know Jos is out there and so is the guy from the bar.”
“What the fuck?” My lip curls in a snarl as I come out of my seat.“She brought that fucker with her?”
“Yep,” Styxx answers with a smirk pulling at the edges of his mouth.
“Something funny?”
“Told you I know you better than anyone and as your twin brother, I’m telling you to quit fuckin’ around and claim what’s yours before you lose it completely.”
Spinning on his heel, Styxx walks out of my room, leaving me standing there fuming.
Fuck.
Josephine hasn’t been here in weeks, damnit, and now she’s brought some fucker with her. Is she doing this just to piss me off?
Who the hell knows with her, but I know one thing, I’m gonna find out. Then I’m gonna put her pert little ass over my knee because Styxx is right, she’s mine and I need to make that known. No way in hell am I about to let some fuckhead step in and take her away from me.
First things first, shower.
* * *
Standing off to the side by Styxx and Diablo, a beer in hand, I follow Josephine’s every move. I take in the way she smiles at the guy and how she stands near him. Close and familiar. It grates my nerves that she’s here with another dude, but soon she’ll learn the error of her ways.
The dude is chatting up my brothers’ ol’ ladies, and they watch him nearly as close as I do but don’t intervene. I do wonder how it is the ol’ ladies seem to know him, considering they all seem familiar with the guy. Who the fuck is he? Why is he so familiar with all of them?
Better yet, why does he have his arm around Josephine as if staking his claim?
I’m about ready to leave before I do something stupid and make a fool out of myself when the asshole turns his attention my way. He says something to Josephine, and she nods, giving him a smile. I straighten when I notice him making his way toward me, eyes narrowing.
I finish my beer and hand it to Styxx just as the dude makes it to me. “Can I help you?” I ask, taking the guy in. He’s about my height, a little less stocky, but not by much.
“Yeah, you can tell me what your problem is.” He smirks. “You been doing nothing but staring daggers at me since Jos and I got here.”
“Who says I’ve got a problem? Maybe I’m just trying to figure out what she sees in a dick like you,” I remark, more than ready to slam my fist in the side of the dipshit’s face.
“What she sees in me isn’t your business,” Dipshit growls and steps closer.
“I make it my business considering she’s pretty much a part of this club thanks to her connection to the ol’ ladies.” My hands clench into fists, and I wait.
“Ahh, you must be the fucker who didn’t want her. That’s why you’ve got a problem with me. What? You think since you don’t want her that no one else should?”
At the taunt, I don’t hold back and hit him square in the jaw. He doesn’t let that phase him and throws a punch. The two of us end up going at it punch for punch, neither backing down. Fists are thrown, and I can hear people shouting, Josephine being the loudest. Styxx finally pulls me back while Diablo does the same with Dipshit.
I shrug my brother off me and stare daggers at the fucker just as Josephine steps forward glaring between the two of us. When she pauses that look on me, hands going to her hips, it pisses me off ‘cause I know she’s about to come to dumbass’s defense, but I didn’t know she was going to shock me with what she says next.
“You want to tell me why the hell you’re fighting my brother?”
“Brother?” I cock a brow. I knew she had a brother, but I didn’t know his name or that he was around. From all the reports I’ve been able to dig up about her family, her parents retired, leaving the salon she works at to her while they travel. Her brother is supposed to be a Marine off doing whatever the hell he does for them. There wasn’t much on him like there was on Josephine and her parents.
“Yes, my brother, Jamie,” she snaps and shoves a hand against my chest.
My nostrils fume, and I glare down at her, then over to her brother to find him smirking while swiping the blood from his lip. Pissed and feeling like I’ve been played, a sneer curls in the corner of my lip and I head into the clubhouse, needing a few minutes to get my control in check and clean up.
At my door, I unlock it and step inside, not worrying about the fact Styxx is right behind me. He didn’t say anything, knowing me. I strip off my bloody shirt and step into the bathroom.
