Page 49 of Pyro


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I sigh. Fuck. “Do you know how fuckin’ injured she was? Her body was shuttin’ down ‘cause those cunts had given her the bare minimum to survive. She needs to fuckin’ rest.”

“So why did you let her out the bedroom this mornin’?” he asks with a raised brow. “It doesn’t have anythin’ to do with the screams of pleasure that came from your room yesterday, does it?”

I’m not answering that. Ass. “Fuck off. I got work to do.”

His laughter follows me out of the office. Fucking asshole.

“You good, brother?” Raptor questions when he sees me. “How’s Chloe?”

“She’s with Kinsley and Tavia today,” I grumble as I get to work.

“She’s safe with them, brother. You know that Kins has got her back and will protect her no matter what.”

That much I know is true. Kinsley has known Chloe since she was a child, and Kins’ best friend, Makenna, is Chloe’s aunt. She’s more than safe with Kinsley, and I know that my brothers back at the clubhouse are going to protect her.

“Still, I’d rather it be me who’s there.”

He nods in agreement as he helps me with the ride. “So, what’s gonna happen when that ass is caught? Your girl is adamant about goin’ home to Ireland.”

Acid churns in my gut. “What is there to do? My woman’s family is in Ireland. She’s close to them. You know what the Irish are like. Those fuckers are like a cult. There’s no way she’s gonna stay here.”

“Would you go there?”

“Turn my back on my brothers and my club?”

“Maybe there’s a way you won’t have to turn your back on the club?”

I stare at my brother in disbelief. “You find a way where I can have both, you let me know, ‘cause, brother, I’ve been wrackin’ my brain tryin’ to figure it out and there’s nothin’.”

“Would you want that if you could?”

“Yeah, brother. The woman has me fuckin’ tied up in knots. The moment I met her, I knew she was different. When I let her walk away, I knew I had lost somethin’ important to me. I couldn’t stop thinkin’ about her. I made myself a promise, brother. If I got her back, I was claimin’ her.”

It’s a fucked-up position for me to be in. It’s going to come down to me choosing between my woman and my club. It’s beyond fucked up, and I have no fucking clue as to what to do.

“I knew you wanted her, but I didn’t know you were that serious. Fuck, bro, everyone’s goin’ down one by one.”

“Wait ‘til it happens to you,” I grunt. “When you find the woman you want, fuckin’ keep her from the get-go.”

“Fuck," he snarls. “What if I already did? The way you talk about Chloe, I had that. I felt that. Fuck.”

“What happened?” I ask, glad of the reprieve of not thinking about the future.

“Same as you,” he mutters. “Met her, and she went home.”

I pause what I’m doing and stare at him. “The girl at the bar?”

He nods. “Fuckin’ Mallory. The woman’s a witch. I swear to you, Py, the woman caught me.”

I can’t help but laugh. It sounds about right. Mallory is Chloe’s best friend and the woman she was out with in the club. She spent the night with Raptor, and today’s the first time he’s spoken about her. I assumed she was just one of his one-nighters.

“Did you get her number?”

He gives me a dark glower. “What the fuck do you think?”

That’s a no. The man never does. He prefers to fuck and run.

“How many women have you fucked since she left?”

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