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Because I
want answers when I get back. And if they aren ’ t
the answers I ’ m hoping for,
you will get chained to a block and put in the fucking ocean, sweetheart. ”
    “ My name
is Avery, asshole. ”
    “ I love
it when you call me asshole. ” Landon winked.
    “ Fuck
you. ”
    Landon turned and Avery watched in awe as he unzipped his
jeans. His hand disappeared and she leaned back a little on the bed.
    “ Is that
what you really want? ” Landon asked. “ You ’ ve been making me hard for the
past couple of hours, sweetheart. I ’ ll
fill your mouth right now. ”
    Avery let out a shaky breath. She was so tempted. So fucking
tempted …
    Of course there was a knock at the door.
    “ It ’ s open, ” Landon yelled.
    The door opened and Avery adverted her eyes for a second to
see another biker poking his head into the room. Landon turned and the man
said, “ Nice, bro. ”
    “ What do
you want, Blaine? ”
    “ We ’ re talking, ” Blaine said. “ If you want to join. ”
    “ I ’ m coming. ”
    “ I can
see that, ” Blaine said. “ Need any help with this? ”
    “ Fuck
off, bro. ”
    “ Just
saying …” Blaine looked at
Avery. “ Hey, beautiful.
What do you say? You want two cocks in you? ”
    “ Christ, ” Landon said. He lunged at the
door and Blaine slammed it. Through the door, Avery heard Blaine laughing.
Landon looked over his shoulder.
    “ Stay
here. Someone will be watching the room. I ’ ll
be back later. ”
    He zipped his pants and left. The door shut and locked.
    Avery looked around the room and remembered something she
had told herself.
    No more fucking bikers …
    “ Yeah,
right, ” she whispered as
she fell back to the bed.

eight.
     
    Landon lit a joint, took two deep hits, and reached to pass
it to Shay. The table wasn ’ t
quite full, but Miller didn ’ t
seem to give a shit. It was Miller, Blaine, Shay, Landon, Griffin, and Gaige.
    “ Where ’ s everyone else? ” Landon asked.
    “ Jace is
on a run with Nate, ” Griffin said. “ Working out
some details for the fight. ”
    “ Fight? ”
    “ We ’ ve got one about five miles
north of here, ” Gaige said. “ Set up by Jimmy from the
garage. ”
    “ Jimmy, ” Miller said. “ Dirty fucking prick. Must have
run out of pussy money. ”
    “ He ’ s charging ten a head to get in, ” Griffin said.
    “ That ’ s fucked, ” Shay said. “ Nobody
will pay that. ”
    “ Some
assholes will, because they think they need to, ” Landon said.
    “ Whatever, ” Miller said. “ Right now we need to decide on
the action. Our friend, Jonesy, is really looking for some serious cash to
figure out this bombing bullshit. I ’ m
not in the mood to fuck around with him, so we need to clean up. Big time. ”
    “ Well,
what cash do we have? ” Shay
asked.
    “ Not
much, ” Griffin said. “ Not enough to pay Jonesy and
keep ourselves happy. ”
    “ I ’ m out six bills today already, ” Landon said.
    “ What? ” Blaine asked.
    “ Had to
take care of something with Pop. ”
    “ Pop? ” Blaine asked. “ That old fuck ’ s heart is still ticking. ”
    “ What
happened with Pop? ” Miller
asked.
    “ Personal, ” Landon said.
    “ Does it
have anything to do with that pretty number in your bed? ” Blaine asked.
    “ Whoa, ” Shay called out and whistled. “ What are you working on? ”
    “ Let it
go, ” Landon said. “ It ’ s
not what it looks like. She had a run in with Pop and I took care of it. Some
motherfucker from Eight Under stormed me and she smacked the guy in the head
with a fucking pizza tray. ”
    Everyone laughed and Miller slapped the table. “ Get out of here, brother. ”
    “ Swear
on it. Then she saw me gut the asshole so I made her come with me so I can feel
her out. She ’ s not from
around here and it bothers me. ”
    “ Jesus
Christ, ” Shay said. “ She saw you murder someone? ”
    “ That ’ s rough shit, ” Blaine said. “ She needs a real man to take
that memory away.