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I quickly move to pick it all up before anyone sees and wonders what the hell happened.

I can’t help but have a big grin on my face as I do.

He’s a big, bossy asshole who only cares about himself. I know that. He doesn’t act loving in any way, definitely not tender in the way he fucks me. Yet my body screams for him like I’m having a full-body wax. I can’t shake him.

And now he thinks we’re fuck buddies.

I have to make some things clear. I don’t want him thinking that he can just go around screwing whoever he wants. He made a point about making sure I wasn’t doing that with any other man. Like he’d stand for it. And second best isn’t my style. I wonder if he actually realizes I’m being serious.

If I saw him with a sweet butt now, I’d probably slice his goddamn throat.

I don’t have any clue what it is this man really wants. My body, yes, that’s a given.

But with Tag, it’s never just about sex. It never was back then, and it isn’t now.

He can deny it all he wants, but he doesn’t treat me like the other women in his life. He’s friends with Summer, and grumpy to most of the other girls but doesn’t hate on women. I know his mom not being around for a long time had an affect on him, not that he’d ever admit it.

He comes back for more. He never does that at church.

The way he just came in here and did what he did… and I let him… Not to mention the fact that I fucking enjoyed it. It wasn’t like I was pushing him away or telling him to stop.

Tag is exciting in bed and he’s fucking good at it. No wonder I’ve had a smile plastered on my face for the last few days. Even now, I feel like humming a little tune while I put my desk back together.

He’s always been a challenge, but he’s worse now than he’s ever been. The man doesn’t wear his heart on his sleeve, and he never will, but back when we were younger, he was capable of being tender. Of allowing me in. Now he’s a closed book and I don’t know the real reason why.

His football career ending fucked with his head, and his dad was hard on him. But I really thought Tag was over all of that. He also has never spoken about his mom and what happened there. He must hold bitter resentment toward her, especially her wanting to come back into his life after he got drafted and was offered a multi-million-dollar contract.

That’s fucking shitty. Maybe he just hates women in general? No. That’s not true. He adores my mom. She’s the only one he’ll pretend to listen to.

Even though I know just about everything good and bad about Thomas, I can’t seem to put him behind me and move on.

He’s alpha to the extreme, and I dig that about him. He’s protective, not just of me, but of everyone in the club. Yes, that’s part of his job as SAA, but also him as a person.

I know for a fact that he’d lay down his life for any of us in the club, not just the brothers.

In that regard, Tag is very selfless.

I just wish I could get him to smile more. To not take life so seriously. To let his hair down and have some fun.

Somewhere in the back of my mind, I know I have to snap out of it. I can’t go daydreaming about a future with Tag. But maybe we can just do the friends with benefits thing?

If he’s jealous about me being around other men and not wearing revealing clothes, then it proves he cares. He’s not just a possessive asshole. He must care deep down.

Or at least that’s what I tell myself to feel better.

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Things were simplerwhen she wasn’t here.

I could do whatever the fuck I wanted and have no one nagging at me about shit, but now even my fucking conscience won’t let up. But ever since Luna got back and Cash gave her a job, she’s always around.

Not that I mind looking at her. I don’t. She’s every man's wet dream with her long legs, her wide hips, thighs and big tits. Those doe eyes, though, that’s what gets me every fuckin’ time. Added to that, her hair, which should be longer, hangs around her chin in a messy but sexy fuckin’ style that makes my cock hard. If she grew her hair out again, it’d mean I’d have something to grab onto. I should suggest it, not that the woman will listen.

She doesn’t see sense.

She knows what she did sending that photo, and I fell into her trap. Willingly.

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