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I’m hoping I can get to know him a little better during this trip. Something about Blade intrigues me on a level I’ve never felt before. It has nothing to do with my attraction to him, though, that much I do know. No, it's something else. He feels like a kindred soul. I’m hoping that by spending time together, I can figure out what the hell this is I’m feeling.

The journey to Devil’s Point Mall is quick. I know this is a small town, so everything is within a short driving distance. If I didn’t need essentials, we wouldn’t be making this trip, though. I hate shopping. I know most women love it, but not me. I find it annoying and tedious. I much prefer ordering what I need offline. Which is what I will be doing for almost everything else I need. Today is just about getting me some things to tide me over. I can’t keep living in the same outfit.

“This won't take long.” I say to Blade as we walk towards the entrance.

“Take as long as you need; I know you didn’t bring anything with you.”

“I hate shopping, Blade. I’m grabbing a few things to tide me over; everything else I’m going to order online.”

“Woman after my own heart.” He says, chuckling. I can’t help chuckling too.

Chapter Seven

Blade

I swear, Sera is nothing like any other woman I’ve ever met. I'm pretty sure I'll never meet another woman like her. I was worried about this shopping trip because, like most men, I hate shopping. It turns out I had nothing to worry about. She hates shopping just as much as me. She grabbed everything she needed within an hour. Telling jokes about the people we saw and just genuinely being true to herself the entire time. I couldn’t help but laugh and have fun. It was a real breath of fresh air, if I'm being honest. She didn’t care what anyone thought of her while we were out; she brought whatever she wanted, even if it got a few raised eyebrows from people around us. I'll never understand why they felt the need to judge her because she preferred to buy some of her tops from the men's section instead of the women's. It's just fucking clothing, and it's not like they are the ones wearing what she picked out; some people baffle me.

We’ve just gotten back to The Compound, and she asked me to take her to look at The Clubhouse, as she's curious. Part of me really doesn’t want to go in there because Jasmine is still fucking here and I do not want to be dealing with her shit, but Sera doesn’t really have anyone else to ask right now as all her family is busy and she doesn't know anyone else. I don’t want to let her down, so I'm just going to bite the bullet and hope Jasmine doesn't show her face.

I pull up outside The Clubhouse, turn off the engine, and just sit there. I hate that I don’t even want to enter my own home because of the chance of coming face-to-face with Jasmine and worrying about what the hell she’s going to say or do next.

“Are you okay?” Sera asks as she places her hand on my arm.

"Yes, I’ve just been avoiding being here recently.” I say as I turn and smile at her. Hoping to reassure her.

“We don’t have to go in; I don’t want you doing something that makes you look this fucking uncomfortable.” She says softly, her voice full of compassion.

“No, I can't keep avoiding this place forever. For fuck sake, I technically live here, but instead of coming home and going to bed every night, I’ve been staying on the sofa in the office at Inferno's.”

Opening the car door and stepping out, I wait for Sera to join me. She grabs my hand and starts to walk. As we're about to enter The Clubhouse, she says, “I don't know what's caused you to feel this way, but I promise I'll be with you the whole time.”

“Thanks Sera.” I reply to her and give her hand a quick squeeze. Her words shouldn’t be as comforting as they are; she’s still a relative stranger, but something about her helps put me at ease.

We enter The Common Room, going over to the bar and taking a seat. Quickly glancing around the room, I see Jasmine isn’t in here right now, so I relax slightly, hoping it'll stay this way.

“Who’s this Blade?” Whiskey asks me from behind the bar, and I smirk because I’ve got a feeling Sera is not going to like him not asking her and asking me instead.

“Excuse me, why don’t you ask me who I am and not Blade? I can fucking talk, you know.” She snarls at him, and I burst out laughing. Whiskey has a look of pure shock on his face.

“Whiskey, meet Sera. Sera, meet Whiskey.” I say when I finally stop laughing.

Whiskey holds his hand out for her to shake. “And what is a beautiful woman like you doing here with this ugly fucker?” He asks her.

"Oh, I don’t know; I find he’s quite easy on the eyes. I’ve got no complaints.” She says back with a wink.

I wasn't expecting her to say that about me; I'll have to file that information away for later. I've been attracted to her since I first saw her, but I'm not going to just jump into something. Not after what happened with Jasmine, and certainly not with who her family is. No way am I going to chance fucking things up.

“Oh Blade, I like this one; she can hold her own.”

“I’d hope so, considering who she is.” I say smirking.

“Why? Who is she?” He is intrigued now.

“She’s my sister.” Whiskey spins around at the sound of Shadows' voice at the end of the bar.

“W-w-what.” He sputters out, and we all start laughing.

Yeah, it's going to be quite funny as each member finds out who Sera is related to. Most of us have known each other a long time, and when there was never any indication the twins had a sister, they're all going to get a shock with that one. God, just wait until they find out she's Blaze's daughter too.

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