Page 9 of Sweet Revenge

“You haven’t been around much.”

She lowered her lashes and moved her lips into a pout, and not for the first time, I regretted ever fucking around with her. She made no effort to hide the fact that she wanted to be in the club and on the arm of one of the guys—most recently me. I should’ve avoided her, but I fucked up. She got me when I was at a low point and needed some mindless fucking, but she hadn’t left me alone since.

That was well over a year ago.

“Nope.” I answered, trying not to be an asshole, but I wasn’t in the mood for her fake shit tonight.

She laid her hand on my chest, but I reached up and removed it. “Not gonna happen.”

She stuck out her bottom lip even farther. “We had fun last time, baby. Don’t you miss me?”

“That was a long time ago. You need to find someone else.”

She pushed her tits right up against my arm. “But I don’t want anyone else. I want you and your big cock.”

I dropped my head and stared at my shoes. She was really pulling out all the stops tonight. It was time to end this for good. Maggie would be home tomorrow, and I didn’t need her to see Candy anywhere near me and get the wrong idea. I took a deep breath and exhaled loudly before I turned to face her. I leaned down and saw her smirk, probably assuming she was going to get what she wanted. “I am never going to fuck you again. It’s not a game, and I’m not trying to make you work for it. It’s never going to happen.” She lifted her chin, her expression angry. “There are a lot of prospects here and members who I’m sure would be all too willing to give you what you need, so find one of them and leave me the fuck alone.”

She crossed her arms over her chest. She was pissed, but I’d tried the nice way in the past and she hadn’t gotten it. “Are we clear?”

She nodded and moved to step away, but I grabbed her arm. “And you better not cause any shit because of this, or you’re out. And I mean out for good.”

She nodded again, but this time she looked like she got it, and I dropped my hand. She made her way across the room and instantly attached herself to one of the new prospects.

“She get the hint?”

I turned my head to see Ritz leaning against the bar beside me and smirked. “I fucking hope so.”

He took a drink from his bottle. “Warned you, brother.”

He had warned me; I just hadn’t listened. “Fuck you, man,” I said without any real heat, looking back across the bar.

He chuckled. “When’s your girl coming home?”

I grinned and looked down at the bottle in my hand. “Tomorrow.”

“She know she’s your girl yet?”

I ignored the teasing, knowing Ritz well. “She will.”

He pushed off the bar and scanned the room before smirking in my direction. “I see someone who wants to be my girl for tonight.”

I chuckled and watched him move across the room toward the pool table and the brunette currently lining up her shot. He leaned down and whispered something in her ear that made her stand and face him. I shook my head when he lifted her up to sit on the edge of the table and moved to stand between her legs.

Tonight was gonna get rowdy.

Pushing off the bar, I headed across the room when I saw Race walk through the side door. I hadn’t seen him much lately and figured it’d be a good idea to check in. He jerked his chin up when he saw me.

“Where you been?”

“Working.”

Race worked construction and had just recently started at Dimarco Construction. Two of Luke’s brothers had taken over the company their father started years ago and recently started hiring. Race said the pay made it too good to pass up.

“Everyday?” I asked a little suspiciously.

He scratched the back of his neck. “Actually, yeah. The only day I had off last week was Sunday, same with this week.”

I frowned. “They requiring that?”

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