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She won’t last there long. Luna never sticks to anything for more than five minutes.

“They got somethin’ goin’ on?”

I snort. “Not likely.”

He gives me a look. “You told him to keep his hands off?”

I did, in fact, do just that. But it was more of a snarl and a threat. If he knows what’s good for him, he’ll keep it in his pants. I’ve gotta stamp out any ideas he may have before they take hold.

I don’t answer. Harlem knows the truth anyway.

“Come on, man, when you gonna make up? What did she do anyway?”

“Don’t wanna talk about it.”

He wags a finger at me. “You say that, but I don’t think you mean it. You guys hooked up, then you didn’t.”

“It’s not as cut and dry as you think,” I cut him off.

“Why? You clearly have some kinda chemistry going on.”

I sit in the seat and get into place. “Chemistry. Fuck’s sake, H, you’re the one goin’ limp dick on me.”

“Don’t knock monogamy till you’ve tried it,” he says. “Nothin’ like knowin’ a woman is yours and only yours. Should give it a go sometime.”

“Sounds fuckin’ awful,” I say. “I like variety.”

“Like the Luna variety?”

I start to curl the bar weight. Though I’ve got a fuckin’ leg injury that never quite healed itself, I pride myself on keeping fit and being strong. If I lose that, then I’ve got nothing.

“Can we just work out in peace?”

“Fine.”

He takes the machine next to me and five minutes go by.

But knowing Harlem like I do, I know he won’t keep his flap trap shut for long.

“It’s just, you kinda look cute together.”

“Cute?” I glance around. Even though nobody else is here, I’d never want anyone to overhear that. “Jesus, H, it’s worse than I thought. You’re all fuckin’ pussy boy on me.”

He doesn’t give a shit, though. He just chuckles. “Settlin’ down is the best thing I’ve ever done. You’ve got no idea.”

“No I don’t, and I don’t wanna know.”

“So you won’t care that Luna’s bringing a date to Casey’s birthday party?”

Casey is the sister of Crystal, our VP Ryder’s ol’ lady. She’s an EMT and helps the club out from time to time. Like the time Nevada, one of our Tail Gunners, got shot. She patched him

up and put him back together without alerting the authorities.

I frown. “What?”

He shrugs. “Some guy she met online or so I heard.”

Hmm. Doesn’t sound like Luna.

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