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We walk inside the door, and he leans down and kisses me one last time. My fingers twist into his shirt as I kiss him back hard.

I break free, kiss his cheek, and reluctantly let him go., His hand is firmly planted on my ass. I blush, stepping back.

“Bye, Baby,” he says and I walk through the door, waving at him.

Liam

I’ve gotten a text from Kyle every hour telling me to come meet the new prospects, who have been going through the process for six months already. It’s not easy becoming a full-fledged member. It takes a full two years of experience to even be considered. They want my opinion on these guys, and that’s why I am here.

The five prospects stand up as I walk into the club. Respect, check one. I look all of them over. I can tell three of them are military and the other two are not. I like the three military guys instantly. “Military?” I ask them, since they are in the front. The other two guys are already sitting down, looking almost fucking bored.

“Marines, my name is Shane.” He shakes my hand, looking me dead in the eye. Check number fucking two.

The other guy stands up. “Marines also, Brett.”

Now the last guy. I finally get a good fucking look at him. “No fucking way. Tyler?” He laughs and hugs me.

We were in basic together, but then we were sent to different bases. “How have you been, man?” I ask and he steps back.

“I just got out a year ago. I remember you talking about the MC and decided why not give it a go? How’s Paisley?” he asks, giving me a sly fucking smile.

He knows all about her, probably because I annoyed the shit out of him because she was all I talked about. “Why don’t you come over for dinner and you can meet her?”

He nods, raising his beer.

I face the other two guys, and they look me up and down like I am shit beneath their shoes. “I’m Todd and this is Chris.”

“I’m Liam. I have been a patch member since I was nineteen years old. Let’s fucking sit over here so we can talk and see why you guys think you deserve to be a part of the club.”

Tyler smacks me on the back and walks to the table with the other two military guys, Shane and Brett. The guys I do not fucking like swagger over like they own this shit.

I pull out a chair and face all of them, and I look them over. Todd smirks at me. I arch an eyebrow, dying for him to say something so I can beat his ass.

“Being in this club is a fucking brotherhood, once you become a full-fledged member you will have a family that will fight, kill, and die for you. That includes your woman, kids, and anyone you care about.”

“I left the SEALs a year ago, and I want that brotherhood back,” Tyler says, and the other two nod in agreement. Todd and Chris just look around the room.

“If you manage to fucking get into the club, which I doubt a few of you will…” I eye Todd and Chris. They won’t make it another month unless they clean up their shit. “You will be set for life and so will your family. Starting wage is five hundred thousand a year, and that will continue to grow. If something were to happen to you, your family would be forever taken care of. Prospecting into the club is not easy. If you make it a year then good luck to you, because the second year is hell.”

Chris’s hands smack the table, and I glare at him. “How? Cleaning the toilets?” He throws his head back, laughing.

“After we are fucking done with you, you will be begging to clean toilets.” His laughter stops immediately.

Todd rolls his eyes. “Like you had to do shit. You was a fucking teenager when you became a member, and we all know how you got in.”

“I got into the club because I busted my ass. I did shit even grown fucking men couldn’t do. Don’t come to me with this easy shit, I had it harder than you ever fucking will.” I took on the job and was trained in being a torturer. That is what I am fucking good at, and I learned it at age fucking eighteen. It was what I wanted to learn, and I had to go through intense shit to learn it. It made fucking hell week in the SEALs a walk in the park.

“We all know you got in for saving the princess.”

I sit still. Tyler’s eyes widen and someone mutters, “Fuck.”

“What did you say?”

Todd leans in. “We all know you got in for rescuing Paisley.”

Chris laughs. “I bet you’re fucking glad to be home, she is one beautiful woman. I have tried for six months to get in with that. She told me to back the fuck off.”

Fire is burning me from the inside out. The shit they are spewing from their mouths will have them fucking dead.

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