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“Jeez, he’s not dead, is he?”
I laugh for effect, “Of course he isn’t. It was a mistake, he didn’t mean it. How about I bring her by tomorrow and you see what you can do?”
“Sure thing.”
The rest of the club are chatting with other store owners—donating to charities, seeing if people have needs that aren’t being met…that sort of stuff…
I take the opportunity to go to Dom and say, “I’m going to head back, I don’t want people seeing my ride like this, it’s bad for morale.”
He frowns, considering my request, takes a breath, releases it, then nods.
I return to my bike, wave at Tony, make a U-turn and get moving.
On the ride back, I think about Lara. It’s weird she was being so nice with everyone today.Why would you be so friendly when you’re essentially a hostage?
Maybe she’s planning something?
What if she’s trying to disarm everyone with her charm?
I throttle up and double time it back to the clubhouse. When I get there, I park in my usual spot, not where I was last night.
Last night I’d parked away from everyone else because I was smoking a joint when I arrived—Dom doesn’t like marijuana.
Lara said she was going to be reading a book. Let’s see how trustworthy she really is. I go in through the bar, there’s no sign of her. I go out the back and then to the living area…quietly.
Nothing…
Then I hear shuffling from down the hall. There are three bunks down there. One is for Dom. One is for the VP. The third is the spare room where Lara is staying. Each of them has adjoining bathrooms.
I follow the noise…my footsteps as soft as a mouse…and come to Dom’s room.
I watch from the doorway as Lara rummages through Dom’s closets. She seems to be polite about it…she’s putting things back where she found them—It doesn’t make it okay though.
“Hey bike burner.”
She jumps back in surprise and locks eyes with me.
“It not nice to go through other people’s things like that.”
“Fuck off, Chase,” and she goes back to rummaging.
“I can’t let you do that.”
She darts a menacing glance my way, “I just want what’s mine and I’ll leave.”
“If it’s in Dom’s room it’s not yours. Get out of here or there’s going to be trouble.”
The way she glares at me I almost want to throw her on the bed and fuck her. I’d have a pretty tough time explaining it if anyone walked in though.
I don’t know what it is about her that pushes my buttons so much. Something about her makes me hate her…another part of me wants to bury my cock in her as far as it’ll go.
She keeps searching through Dom’s things, so now I’ve got no choice. I walk up to her and grab her left hand, she spins and strikes me on my face with her right, “Don’t fucking touch me!”
I grab her other hand. She wriggles and pulls.
“Get the fuck OFF me!”
“Hey!” I turn and see Bret and Nick in the doorway. “Let go of her!”
