Page 88 of Break Out

I cocked my head to the side. “Why not this weekend?”

He grinned. “Too much shit going on, and I need time for the things I have planned for you, in my room, and especially in my bed.”

“All right, honey,” I said, my breasts tingling and definitely looking forward to the next visit.

Back inside the truck, I waited until we were rolling down the road before I asked, “Steel, what’s the deal with inviting Rafferty, but not telling me?”

“The deal is that I don’t discuss club business with you. Period. That includes who I’m approaching to prospect with any of my chapters.”

“He’s like a brother to me, though.”

Steel shook his head. “Like a brother doesn’t make him your brother. What I plan with him isn’t your business, not any more than what I plan with you is his.”

I scoffed. “Strange. He knew you hadn’t planned to take me to the clubhouse.”

“Simone, I’m not your father, this is not his club, and I’m not gonna do the shit he does.”

I tipped my head back on the seat. “I get that, Steel. ”

His jaw ticked. “I don’t think you do.”

“Trust me, baseball bats hanging by the door tell the tale.”

“You think that makes the clubs different?”

I shook my head. “No, I know that makes your club rougher than my Dad’s.”

“Why are we arguing?”

I widened my eyes at the windshield and shrugged. “Because I dared to ask you a question, but you assume I’m questioning your leadership.”

He laughed. “Jesus.”

“What are you laughing at?”

He shook his head. “I can’t remember when a woman took such an attitude with me.”

I chuckled. “Just you wait, we have a little girl, she’s probably going to be my carbon copy, if not in looks, then definitely in attitude.”

“Don’t be so sure, woman.”

“Oh, I can be sure. It’s very likely that I’m the person she’s going to be around the most, and sorry to say, my snark can’t be restrained all the time.”

“That’s for sure.”

“Are we done fighting or are we just letting sleeping dogs lie?”

“Fuck if I know, you started it.”

“What?”

He shook his head. “We weren’t fighting.”

I gazed at his profile. “But you don’t care that I’m close to Raff?”

“No, I can’t care that you’re close to him. Hell, that’s reason enough to either dismiss him or make it a thousand times harder on him.”

That was true.

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