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Her subdued de down before his eyes As she spoke, she tugged on the sleeves of her work shirt Did she regret sharing her secrets? Is that what she was thinking about? How she poured the most painful part of her soul out only to be denied and rejected as if he were ashamed of her? Ashamed of them?

Fuck, this was all his fault Yet he just couldn’t summon the words to fix it all He couldn’t run after Screw because the thought of his club disapproving of hi him aside scared him above all Yet as he watched Jazz turn her back on hiht be far worse than what he’d experience if his club shunned him

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

SCREW STORMED INTO the clubhouse and straight over to the bar He dropped onto a barstool with a heavy plop When no one showed up five seconds later, he called out, “Hey, can I get a fucking drink,” to the empty room

Of course, the godda nine thirty in the e haul of weapons LJ just arrived with from Jazz’s house

What a clusterfuck Godda inability to admit he liked cock Scre out a breath Gumby’s words had incensed hi sure Jazz had protection and a place to stay Of course, he’d re sure Thunder stayed behind to help her pack and asking LJ if she could crash with him and Holly

When they both looked at hi bitten their heads off with harsh words and stor ride with his own fucking brothers atched Screary gazes as he left smoke in his wake

“Fuck”

Just as he was about to get up and grab a bottle, h heels reverberated behind hilanced over his hunched shoulder to find five-feet-nine inches of va-va-voo his way

Giant tits, swaying hips, miles of skin on display, all topped off with some serious fuck-me heels and about a yard of platinum hair She wore a seductive, red-lipped smile as she sauntered her way over to him She was one of the newer Honeys, whose naht he watched Gu away from him

The saht he’d first tasted Gumby

So he would not think of now