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“And don’t the other old ladies mind women walking around here naked?”
I laugh. “No, they’re used to it. The single brothers need club girls to keep them grounded. Besides, there’s only Lexi who’s officially someone’s old lady.”
She looks around the room again, and I take the chance to discreetly check out what Luna is up to. I stiffen when I see her with Fletch. He’s standing behind her with his arms wrapped around her waist and his chin rested atop her head. They look at ease together as he talks to Axel.
Lexi joins us. She seemed to hit it off with Danii last night, which is a relief. If this goes anywhere, I know she’ll feel welcomed into the club. “I was just explaining club life to Danii,” I tell her.
“Oh yeah? Things hotting up between you?” It’s an odd question, and my expression must show it because she adds a laugh and moves on quickly. “You get used to the noise and the half-naked women strutting around.”
“Doesn’t it bother you that they’re around your husband?”
Lexi shakes her head. “Nah, he knows where his bread is buttered. He also knows I’d chop off his nuts if he went near any of them.” She leans closer. “The secret is to befriend the girls so they feel a loyalty towards you. That way, if your man tries shit on, they feel obliged to tell you.”
I laugh. “Does Axel know about this?”
She looks over to where Axel is still talking to Fletch. “I didn’t think that would be long,” she mutters absentmindedly.
“What’s that?” I ask, knowing she’s talking about Fletch.
“Fletch and Luna. He’s been after her since she came back.” She smiles dreamily. “Maybe he’ll claim her and they’ll live happily ever after.” She’s trying to get a rise from me, and her expression confirms that when she gives me a subtle smirk. “Lord knows she deserves it.”
“Can that happen?” asks Danii.
“Yeah,” Lexi replies. “Some of the bikers are a little too stuck-up and wouldn’t be seen dead claiming a club whore. But some of them, the good ones, they see past it and want to offer the world.”
I bristle at her words and the obvious dig at me. “You’re talking shit,” I mutter.
“Am I?” she queries, arching a brow. “Luna needs rescuing. She’s had a shit life.”
“Why?” asks Danii.
“We don’t need to talk about this,” I snap, glaring at Lexi.
Of course, she ignores me. “Most of these girls are in this life because they’ve faced some kind of trauma,” Lexi continues. “Luna is no different. It’s why I came up with a scheme to pair the men with the club girls, in the hope they’d feel like part of the club and protected.”
Danii smiles. “That’s so sweet.”
I zone out, uninterested in Lexi’s mission to save a whore, and take my eyes back to Luna, who is now sitting on Fletch’s knee with her arms around his neck. His hands are running through her hair, but when he tries to pull her in for a kiss, she dodges him and kisses his neck instead. He rests his head back on the seat and closes his eyes as she trails her hands down his chest.
I tear my eyes away. “Who’s watching Ivy?” I ask Lexi.
“She’s asleep. Lu’s got the baby monitor on.”
I push to stand, lifting Danii from my lap. “I’ll check on her,” I mutter, stalking from the room.
LUNA
I lower to my knees and unfasten Fletch’s belt. I don’t want to be here, not to do this, and I internally give myself a pep talk. It’s not like Fletch isn’t hot—he is. His body is solid, and he’s got all the makings of an alpha male. And he doesn’t stink, which is a bonus. But he isn’t Grizz.
I haven’t seen Grizz all day and I hate it. I got so used to him being around, and now that he’s not, I feel abandoned. It’s the reason I didn’t want him hanging around in the first place, especially for Ivy. Imagine if she was older and had gotten attached.
“I’m all for the tease,” says Fletch, breaking my thoughts, “but seriously.” He finishes opening his trousers and releases his cock. I stare at it, and my body aches. Why did I have to go and try to make Grizz jealous? This is why I’m back here on my knees, because I’m too fucking stubborn for my own good.
Fletch’s hand goes into my hair as he guides me closer to his erection. “Enough.” The word is barked from somewhere across the room and Fletch instantly releases my hair.
I turn to Grizz, who’s glaring down at me with contempt. “Get the fuck off the floor and sort out your kid,” he spits angrily. Ivy is nestled against his chest, but I can see she’s awake. The room is almost silent, and I can feel eyes on me as I push to stand. He grabs my upper arm like I’m some diseased rat and marches me out the room.
Once we’re out of everyone’s view, he releases me but shoves me to walk in front. We go upstairs and into my bedroom. “She was awake,” he snaps, laying Ivy on the change table. “She needs changing,” he adds angrily. I go to take over, but he slaps my hands away. “What kind of mother would rather be on her knees sucking dick than tending to her baby?” This time, he glares at me, and I wilt under the intensity.
