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“Fuckin’ hell, Dev. That’s your VP, man,” Dragon said, his eyes narrowing. As Sergeant-at-Arms he was to keep order and protect the club.
“Don’t give a fuck,” Devlin said and took Teagan’s hand in his.
“Take Teagan home. We’ll see you at the clubhouse, brother,” Wolf said. The meaning behind his words was clear to Devlin. He would have his ass kicked tonight for disrespecting his VP. It wasn’t like he had a leg to stand on for acting out of line. Teagan wasn’t his Old Lady.
Devlin nodded. “Right. See y’all later.”
Before he could rev his engine, Wolf had to add fuel to the fire and said to Teagan, “What about teaching our dancers some new stuff? Consider working for us as our in-house trainer. I mean it, Teagan. You’re extremely talented. Such a waste to ignore this opportunity just because you’ve got our brother’s panties in a twist.”
“I’ll think about it,” she said and gave the bastard one of her sweet smiles.
No way would he allow it. He couldn’t have Teagan, of all people, fluttering around the Pink Flower, teaching his dancers some sexy routine. How was he ever going to keep his distance from her then?
