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“Uh huh.” I know I sound sarcastic, but I don’t care. “You’re the one who brought me here, remember?”
He doesn’t say anything as we get to the doors at the front and he finally stops.
“I had no other choice. Until this asshole is found, I don’t trust anyone outside of this club.”
“Or in it?”
“No. But shakin’ your ass like that attracts attention. Typical of Stella to take it up several notches.”
“Looks like I got to your notch,” I challenge. “Didn’t I, Priest?”
My throat thickens as his lips part and I have no idea what he’s going to say next.
16
PRIEST
I have no clue what this woman is doing to me, but I see the determination in her eyes.
I should have let her keep dancing, but I didn’t like the way she was drawing attention to herself, even if she was just having fun. She isn’t mine to claim, and though the guys wouldn’t push the issue of her being at the club, we still have rules.
And any woman who comes into the club — aside from ol’ ladies and club sisters like Stella — are fair game to hit on. I know for a fact that if any tried what Nevada did earlier, I’d end up in a brawl. I’m not exactly known as the beast in the club — that title belongs to Jett when he’s angry, and Tag all of the time — but when I’m pushed far enough, I will retaliate.
I also didn’t want Tag and Harlem baring down on her with a million questions, making her uncomfortable. The pair of assholes just don’t listen, and that pissed me off.
Bella might think she’s bulletproof, but we both know she’s not.
I’m not admitting to her that I was jealous…
“No, but I’m second guessin’ bringin’ you here because I know you’re not ready to be hit on and stared at like a new animal at the zoo.”
She rolls her lips at my words.
Is she laughing at me?
“Somethin’ funny?” I cock my head.
“You’re kinda hot when you’re mad.”
Her words shoot straight to my groin. I palm the back of my neck, hoping she won’t notice the expanding bulge in my pants “I’m not mad.”
“Whatever you say, but while I was out there enjoying myself, I had an idea.”
“God help me.”
I pull the door open, place my hand on the small of her back and lead her outside.
It’s cool out and I notice her shiver a little. I pull my cut off and place it over her shoulders.
She instantly inhales. My dick swells a little more.
“Thank you,” she whispers.
I take her hand again and lead her to my motorcycle. “You were sayin’?”
“Oh, right… Well, I was thinking earlier about what we said and how I’m used to going to confession…” I already don’t like the sounds of this. “…and I feel good when I talk about things that bother me to my priest…” Dear God, no.
I turn. “What exactly are you askin’?” I may have been okay with it before, encouraged it even, but that was before I rolled her over in my bed and gave her three orgasms.
