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Cat shrugged. “He’s never happy with me.”
Demon snorted. “That’s because you get on his nerves ten times out of ten.”
“Annas promised me I could fight for the club once I turned eighteen. He told me tonight I’m not allowed to go anywhere near the warehouse.”
Demon crossed his ankles after stretching his long legs. He had a feeling this could take a while.
“Prez is right. The club’s underground fight club isn’t a place for little girls.”
He almost dropped the bottle when she slammed her fist against his biceps. It didn’t exactly hurt, but it would take the breath out of the few female underground fighters he’d seen.
“Stop calling me that! I hate it!”
He smirked against the rim of the bottle. “I know.”
“Ugh!”
The anise flavor warmed his stomach as he closed his eyes for a second to enjoy the sound of silence. It had been too fucking long since he’d felt this mellow.
Demon didn’t do mellow or relax. Practically born into the club, his role as the club’s muscle had been clear from the start: take out every single threat. In order to do so, he needed to keep his head in the game and his dick far away from this eighteen-year-old.
He’d just turned thirty-one. Demon couldn’t believe he actually came close to crossing the line earlier tonight when they sat in the dark against the garage bay doors. It was a good thing he’d walked away from her since that perfect little bitch had him wrapped around her little finger.
“I’ll start my own fight club if Annas won’t let me fight.”
The low rumble of laughter coming from his belly surprised them both. He ignored her beautiful wide gray eyes and said throughout his laugh, “Like hell you are.”
“He’ll see that not keeping his promise to me was a stupid idea.”
“Why is this so important to you?”
Cat scoffed. “You, of all people, should know why I fight.”
She got him there. He’d witnessed her first taste for blood as she’d bitten off a piece of Rick’s skin. Demon understood and respected her. He needed to bust some skulls or torture some of the vilest creeps that ever walked this earth in order to keep that same need under control.
She fully turned around, her knee bumping his thigh. He willed his dick to go down and tried to shut down thoughts about eighteen being legal in the court of law.
Demon kept her at bay thus far, but it got more challenging to fight their weird attraction now that they were sitting alone in the dark, with the rest of the club nowhere in sight.
He took another swig and wiped the back of his hand over his lips. He pulled his hand back but stilled when Cat caught it mid-air and licked the anise remnants from his skin.
Demon snatched his hand back like she’d bitten him. “What the fuck, Cat!?”
“Oh, will you please stop ignoring me and that big bulge inside your jeans?”
His dick jumped behind his zipper like an ecstatic puppy, finally getting noticed and ready to go out and play.
“I’m not hard, little girl.”
She rolled her eyes. “Enough already with the ‘little girl’. We’re celebrating my eighteenth birthday tonight.”
“Still too fucking young to sit alone in the dark with someone like me.”
She actually laughed in his face.
“Oooh, who’s scared of the big bad biker? Well, not me.”
He had enough of her putting up a front and pushed her back against the mud. He loomed over her while keeping her down by her shoulders.
