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“Did you and her…”

He didn’t want to answer her question, but in the end, he figured she needed to hear the truth. Especially if that would make her realize they came from different worlds and she should leave him alone.

“All the time,” he said.

He liked how she ignored him and redirected her focus on the three behind his back in the dark.

“Tell me what you see, little girl.”

For a moment he thought she wouldn’t answer him, but then she said, “Zion is standing with his back against the garage door. The girl… she’s on her knees on the concrete. She’s… she’s…”

Demon watched her chest rise and fall while a magnificent blush crept up her cheeks. He didn’t think Whirlwind would blush about anything.

“Tell me what they’re doin’, Cat.”

She let out a cute little sigh.

“She has her hands on his thighs and her head is moving between his legs.”

“What is Crusher doin’?”

“He’s staring at me while he’s jerking off.”

Demon instantly turned and found Crusher getting on his knees behind Molly as he pulled her jeans over her tight globes, nowhere near aware of Cat lurking at him.

When Demon turned around again, Cat smirked like he’d just proved a point.

“You want him to stare at you while he’s rubbing one out?”

Demon didn’t know why he continued this road leading to absolutely nowhere, but he needed an answer.

“I wantyouto look me in the eye as you touch yourself.”

Demon groaned as he closed his eyes for just a second. His eyes shot wide open when he felt her warm breath tickle his ear.

“I can’t stop dreaming about you…”

He grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back. “Enough with this shit, Cat.”

“Why are you pushing me away?”

“You’re just a crazy little girl. I’m twice your age. I don’t know what else I need to tell you.”

He got up from his spot and left her sitting in the dark.

“If I am, then I’m yourTreló korítsi.”

He almost didn’t catch her whispered words, but he was glad that he did.

They both knew she was his crazy girl. He couldn’t do shit about it, though.

CHAPTER EIGHT

This eighteenth birthday party was a total bust. She couldn’t hang around here any longer, seeing Demon on the other side of the bar talking with his brothers while every five minutes another sweetbutt come up to his group, trying to hang on his arm.

At least he’d pushed every girl away. She’d hate to think of what happened all the nights that she wouldn’t be here, lusting over him from afar.

She would talk to Annas real quick before calling it a night and end this torture. The president sat at his usual table in the back of the clubhouse bar, watching her as she pushed her way through the crowd.

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