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eyes. “That wasn’t very nice,” he growled, his voice low and threatening.
     
    “Well, what did you expect, you sitting there talking business in the nude like that?” I replied, not buying his tough guy act one bit. “Can’t a girl have a little fun?”
     
    He leaned down and gave me a quick kiss. “I think you need to kiss it to make it better,” he suggested.
     
    “Mmmm,” I purred. “Maybe I should put some Icy Hot on it to make it feel better.”
     
    He looked stricken at the thought. “No, no, I think a kiss will do it.”
     
    I pressed my lips firmly to my fingers then touched his flaccid member. “How’s that?”
     
    “Well, that wasn’t exactly what I had in mind, but I guess that will do, if that is all I can get.”
     
    “If it still needs it, perhaps I can kiss it tonight. How’s that?”
     
    “I hope I can hang on until then,” he replied with grin.
     
    “I think you are hung just fine,” I teased as I gave him a slow caress.
     
    “You tease,” he snickered as he leaned in for another kiss.
     
    ***
     
    We rolled into the clubhouse about ten. The entire club, about twenty guys, was meeting to discuss the Bulls problem. As the men talked tactics, I sat in one of the big comfortable arm chairs and fretted, staring into space as my mind conjured up all kinds of ghastly scenarios.
     
    “You okay?” Eva asked as she sat down beside me.
     
    “Worried.”
     
    She smiled. “Don’t worry. Everything will be fine.” I looked at her like she was crazy, and she burst into laughter. “No, really.”
     
    “How can you say that?”
     
    “Because most of the times, these are about who has the biggest dicks. The Hounds will meet the Bulls somewhere and they will lay the law down. The Bulls will back down, and it will be over.”
     
    “I don’t know if that is what is going to happen this time.”
     
    “No. Probably not. Someone is going to have to pay for the killing of Sessions, John, and Boss. But if the Bulls are smart, they will give up the killer.”
     
    “And if they don’t?”
     
    “Then it will get ugly. But the Hounds are the baddest of the badasses. They have stomped on the Bulls so often over years that the Bulls’ old ladies give birth to babies with the Hounds boot print already imprinted on their ass.”
     
    I smiled. “You seem to have a lot of confidence.”
     
    “I do. It is the way of things. It has been this way for as long as anyone remembers. It’s about respect. The Hounds have earned that respect and they are going to remind the Bulls of that.”
     
    “You seem to know a lot about it.”
     
    Eva grinned. “I’ve been in the club almost my entire life. Thad’s old lady? She’s my mom. I grew up in this club.”
     
    “And you’re a club girl?”
     
    “Nothing but!” she said proudly. “Someday, one of the Hounds will make me his old lady. I was hoping it would be Cain, but…oh well,” she finished.     
     
    “Is Thad your father?”
     
    Eva smiled. “No. My father was a drunken bastard that used to beat my mom. Thad… explained… to him how that wasn’t nice and it would be in his best interest to disappear. He has taken care of me and Mom since.”
     
    “Are Thad and Lilly married?”
     
    “No. I don’t think Mom will ever marry again, but Thad has been good to us. I love him like he was my own Dad, and I would do anything to protect this club.”
     
    “And you’re not worried that someone will get hurt?”
     
    “Hurt? Maybe. Sometimes the other guys won’t back down and then the Hounds have to give them a beat-down. But the guys know how to take care of themselves.”
     
    “But this is more than a beat-down, right?” I asked, trying to get my head around why Eva didn’t seem worried.
     
    “Yeah. We’re going to fuck them up. We’re twice the size of the Bulls, plus we have the other clubs to back us up. The Bulls are in a corner. They are going to have to give up the killer or the Hounds will