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“Yeah, I do. Big shipments mean the Prez has to be there.” I don’t ask what those shipments are, and I don’t care. He keeps his business away from me, and I appreciate that. I don’t get wrapped up in the club business because it’s none of my business.

“Calling in the big dogs, huh?” I tease him.

“You love my big dog, don’t you, baby?”

“I do. You always make it good, Cage.”

“Damn right, I do.”

“Are we still going out this weekend?”

“Yeah. I promised you a night out, didn’t I?” he asks, turning his head to press a kiss to the side of mine.

“You did.”

“Where do you wanna go?”

“I don’t really care. Anywhere you choose.”

“I can do that. You like surprises, don’t you?” I nod my head. We haven’t known each other long, but that doesn’t mean shit. We’re still learning each other, and I love that he is still finding out new things about me.

“I do like surprises.”

“Then that’s what you’re gonna get. I’m gonna surprise the fuck outta you. Then I’m gonna bring you back here and fuck you until everyone in the club can hear you screamin’ my name. You want that?” he asks, and my pussy tingles.

“You know I do.”

“Then I’ll make it happen,” he promises me. I scoot over and lay my head on his chest, listening to his heart beat beneath my ear, and sigh. I’m content here. I’m happy, which is saying a lot. My past wasn’t the best, nor was my track record with men. When Cage first came to me, I was getting out of an abusive relationship. I didn’t want to find someone. In fact, I wasn’t looking, but there he was in all his glory. And I couldn’t be happier he found me. We didn’t just jump into bed and call us a couple. I made him work for me, and he did. He still does. And that fact that he doesn’t try to douse my flames makes me care more about him.

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I watch her walk through the room looking as sexy as ever in her cut-off T-shirt and shorts that show off her ass perfectly. Her biker boots make her a few inches taller, accentuating her legs. I can’t keep my eyes off her.

“You gonna join the conversation, or do you need a quick fuck?” Ridge asks.

“Fuck you. If you had a woman walkin’ around lookin’ like her, you would be starin’ too.”

“We all stare at her,” Twitch says before I glare at him. He knows that better be all he’s doing is looking. One finger lands on the wrong spot, and he’s a dead man.

“Stop eyein’ him like you’re gonna murder him. We know she’s off limits,” Tarek adds. I nod my head once when Twitch smirks at me. Out of all the guys that she flirts and messes with, Twitch is the main one. It makes me wonder if she has a thing for him. Hell, I know he has a thing for her.

“Just makin’ sure the boundaries are still in place,” I state, keeping my eyes on him. He nods his head in understanding.

“Got it, Prez,” Twitch says.

“Can we get back to business? Who are we sendin’ on this run?” Ridge asks, looking between us.

“We don’t want to let things slide with Omar, but I need to be there. That means Twitch will stay back and handle him. I say we take Tarek, Ridge, Scully, and Knight with us,” I announce, looking around the table at the rest of the guys.

“That’s fine by me. Omar likes me better anyway,” Twitch adds.

“Yeah, because you’ll suck his dick if he asked you to,” I remind him. The guys chuckle, but Twitch doesn’t.

“Fuck you, Cage.”

“I got all the pussy I need over there,” I tell him. Twitch might be my VP, and we might be close, but there’s been something off about him lately. I’m not sure what it is, and I can’t put my finger on it, but he’s been distant and more of an ass than usual. That doesn’t mean I don’t trust the motherfucker with my life because I do. That’s part of what being in the club is all about. You trust your brothers with everything you have and which means me trusting Twitch to keep an eye on Yenni while I’m gone. I don’t like the idea, but it is what it is.

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