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Her et a word out

How on earth had she missed his arrival? She was beyond screwed

“Get in the car and fucking go,” she whispered

Joe just raised an eyebrow

Shit, shit, shit

Copper had parked right in front of her house, and he now clier than her little Corolla Then he strode his hulking forerous MC president he ith his leather jacket, narrowed eyes, and deadly scowl

Shell sed and wrung her hands Her heart sped as it usually did in Copper’s presence but for an entirely different reason this tiet lucky, and Joe would lie out his ass, sparing Shell the epic blowout she and Copper would have when he found out the first of her many secrets

“Joe?” he asked as he grew close “The fuck you doing here?”

Of course they knew each other The club had worked with Joe’s crew back in her father’s days

“Copper Been a while,” Joe replied, extending his hand across the top of his car

Copper just folded his giant forearms across his chest “Asked you a question”

“Nothing to get hot about, Copper Just finishing up some business with Miss Ward, here” Joe smirked and rested his crossed arms on the roof of his car