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Rock grins. “You worried the boys will move in before you get to them?”

“Do I look worried?”

Knowing my girl, she won’t disappoint in her choice of tight pants and even tighter tops. I wouldn’t exactly pick a fight with Brew or Haze, but both of them were more interested in Halo. However, walking into our club without one of us with them is just asking for trouble.

I jog toward the front door just as they’re heading up the porch steps toward me.

“Right on time.” I lean against the door frame like I didn’t just shove people out of the way to get here before they got spotted.

“Hello, Nevada,” Halo says. She’s wearing a cream wrap dress that accentuates her massive tits. I’ve no doubt she’s gonna get hit on tonight and I consider the best course of action. The women aren’t unsafe, but they’re new to the club. Unclaimed. Which means in some of the brothers’ eyes, they’re fresh meat and fair game. I don’t want to have to fight every asshole in the club.

I glance at Star and my eyes almost bug out of my head. She’s wearing a fucking patent mini skirt with thigh high boots. What in the ever living fuck?

Add to that, she has a plunging neckline to her long-sleeved gray top, her tits jiggling as she proceeds up the stairs toward me. She’s also wearing a short, studded leather jacket. Her hair is loose and hanging in waves and she’s done something to her eyes to make them darker. It’s hot. She’s smoking fucking hot. I want to bury my face in her cleavage and beg for buttermilk.

I smirk. “And here I was thinkin’ you’d look out of a place in a biker clubhouse.”

She stares right at me, her resting bitch face in full form as her lips part. “Nice to see you too.” Her eyes skim down my body and I don’t take my eyes off her. I can’t. She’s mesmerizing. Every single inch of her is like Christmas came early.

“How’s your week been?” Halo asks me. I realized at the meeting that she is clearly the chatty one of the two of them. In fact, I doubt there’s a mean bone in this woman’s body. She also stuck up for Star on more than one occasion, plus accompanying her here tonight tells me that she’s a good friend. I respect that kind of loyalty.

I push off the door. “Just fine, lil’ lady.” I hold the door open and Halo smiles when she passes me. Star’s eyes meet mine and I purposely drop my eyes down her body and whistle low. “Wearin’ that short skirt in here means I might have to put a few fires out tonight, Mama.”

She doesn’t say anything, but her lips move slightly as if she’s fighting a smile. She steps ahead of me and my eyes drop down to her ass. Sweet Lord Almighty.

I adjust my dick in my pants. He didn’t get the memo that it wasn't the time to play. Not yet anyway.

I resist the urge to sling an arm around Star’s neck just to let everyone know she’s with me, but I definitely don’t want a broken arm, so I keep my hands to myself.

We don’t even get as far as the pool tables when I hear wolf whistles and a couple of the club regulars JJ and Chains call out, asking if the girls want to join them. I flip them the bird, my hand on the small of Star’s back as I tell them to keep walking.

“Holy shit,” I hear Halo whisper. “I had no idea all the bikers looked like that.”

I roll my lips. I guess we’re not all beer bellied, bearded old guys.

Something tells me that it wouldn’t take much for Halo to fall for one of the boys in the club. It’s just a matter of which one will get in first. Braving it, I sling an arm around Halo’s shoulders; I know she won’t mind.

I feel Star looking up at me. “It’s just for show,” I mutter. “Trust me, you don’t want every asshole in here hittin’ on you.”

I swear to God she rolls her eyes. She does that a lot. Halo on the other hand has a look on her face that reminds me of a kid in a candy store.

“Uh, are we going straight home after the meeting?” she asks Star.

“If we want to leave with our virtues intact, I’d say that’s a yes.”

I snort at the virtues part. “You had to come here lookin’ hot as fuck,” I chastise. “Not exactly makin’ my job easy, kitten.”

Yeah, I like making up new nicknames for her, but she’ll forever be Mama. It suits her.

“Is there any cute animal you haven’t called me yet?”

I snicker. “Let me think? Hummingbird. Sugar glider. Arctic fox Dove. Tigress. Koala. I could do this all day.”

Halo giggles. I give Pipes, Hawk and Priest a nod as we pass them by. All of them gaping at me. I might be enjoying this just a little bit.

“Koala?” Star sputters.

“They’re Australian. They’re cute and cuddly and eat leaves.”

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