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The very last thing I needed was my hothead fucking brother and Lazarus throwing goddamn hands…again.
The last time had resulted in goddamn threats that neither side wanted to have to uphold. I pulled the Mustang into the parking lot, shoved the car into park, and threw open the door. “Stay in the car, Tobias.”
“Brother.” The little shit was already climbing out as I flung the door closed, giving me a goddamn look as he muttered. “You and I know that’s not going to happen.”
But then Ryth was climbing out after him, her dress riding high as she struggled up from the heap he'd dumped her in. “I’m coming too.”
“Like hell you are!”Both of us spun on her, making her flinch.
But that spark of defiance had ignited in her eyes. “You want me to stand out here all alone?” She threw open her arms, drawing my gaze to the tiny skintight dress that did things to me that weren’t fucking legal.
Tobias stared…just like I did.
“Stay by our side,” I warned. “Do not leave.”
She said nothing as I turned and headed for the back door of the goddamn club. Blood red neon lights with the club’s name flickered and glowed against the black building. I stared at the color and hoped to Christ it wasn’t a damn omen. The last thing I wanted for any of us tonight was to get shot. I stopped at the door, rapped my knuckles on the painted metal, and waited for it to open.
The door opened, and a mountain stood in the way. Grievous glared, looking from me to Tobias, then to Ryth. I clenched my jaw, knowing full well what he was thinking. “We’re not here to party,” I forced the words through gritted teeth. “She’s our goddamn sister.”
One brow rose on the big bastard before he stepped to the side. “He’s out the back.”
I shoved past. “Of course he is.”
It was fairly early, but here within the black painted walls and the sparkling lights of this upmarket stripclub, it was an endless fucking party. One we were no longer invited to. “Find him and let’s get the fuck out of here,” I ordered and headed toward the back of the club.
But Tobias was already scanning the filled tables and searching the bar, then he headed off toward the other side of the goddamn club.“T!”I barked.
But he didn't answer, just fucking strode away with that same cocky fucking gait that was gonna get us in trouble. I shot Ryth a look. “Stay with me.”
Her eyes were wide, taking in the plush midnight interior of the club, then the dancers illuminated and on full display as I strode forward. I knew what she saw, the tits and fucking pussy. Christ, I didn’t want her anywhere near this.
I glanced at her over my shoulder, at her wide eyes and her parted lips, before I forced my gaze forward. My fists clenched as I headed for the back area.Goddamn you, Caleb.
I wanted just one fucking untainted thing, was that too much to ask? Or did everything that touched our name have to be fucking ruined? Acrashcame from across the club. Heads of the men watching the dancers turned. I didn’t have to follow the movement to know who it was.
“Where the fuck is he?”Tobias’ rage cut through the deep throb of the music.
“Goddammit!” I strode toward the door to the back, until I was stopped by the bouncer standing there. He lifted his hand and shook his head.
“Let me through, I’m here for Caleb Banks,” I demanded.
But the asshole didn't move, didn't lower his fucking hand. “Don’t care.”
I stepped closer. “You know who the fuck I am?”
He held my gaze. “Like I said, buddy.I don’t care.”
A roar came from behind that door…my brother’s roar.I jerked my gaze to the bouncer, catching a tiny twitch in the corner of his mouth. He knew…the fucking bastard knew who we were…
I shook my head and turned, taking a step away, catching the smug fucking chuckle from the piece of shit in my way…then I spun and lunged.
I dropped my shoulders, then drove upwards, swinging with a brutal jab to his sternum. The bouncer slammed backwards and crashing against the door, that smirk dying in an instant as he crumpled to the floor.
“Like I said,” I stepped closer, drawing in a hard breath as he choked and gasped, his face turning a shade of gray. “You’re in my fucking way.”
He tried to lift his hand as I reached over him and opened the door.Crash!The sound of breaking furniture exploded in the room. I charged forward, to find Caleb in some bastard’s grip, his face bloody, his eyes wild as four of the motherfuckers surrounded him. One leaned in, driving brass fucking knuckles into my brother’s side.
He bowed, unleashing a howl of agony.
