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We're at the clubhouse.

James slowly runs his hand along my thigh as the prospect, David, lets us in with a wave. I can feel my body grow more tense, hating that he's brought me here.

The brothers, they were sweet to me, even their women, heck, Sarah, Snake's old lady, and I hit it off instantly and became fast friends, something I never had in school.

James’ momma hates me.

Last month, when James introduced us, she cornered me and accused me of using her son for his patch.

She called me a flipping patch chaser, and I haven't been back since.

I expect James to pull up beside Sniper, but instead, he revs his bike and speeds off down a dirt track to the left of the metal warehouse building, Sniper waving at us as we pass him. James takes me by surprise, and I have to hold him tighter to avoid falling off. I watch as we pass several houses, all different types and sizes, from bungalows to cottages to Victorians. Finally, we pull into a drive beside a large two-story Victorian-style house, with a white wrap-around porch and a gray door.

It's beautiful.

James switches off his bike and holds his hand out to help me off, before climbing off himself. He takes the helmet off my head and puts it on his bike, and turns back to me, moves my hair out of my face, then smiles at me gently.

I smile back and ask, "Where are we?"

"My house,” he replies, shocking me. “Come on, baby.” He holds his hand out for me to take, which I do.

He guides me up the steps, past a porch swing, taking me inside and into the living area.

I gasp.

The back wall, with a fireplace, is midnight blue, and the rest are grayish white. There's a dark gray corner couch in the middle of the room, a glass coffee table in front of it, and a large TV on the wall in the corner.

I look to my left to see a curved wooden staircase, and straight in front is an archway, the well-lit kitchen just in view.

Along the walls are photos neatly placed. I go over to have a look at them, James following me. There are several pictures of the MC family, and even some of my brother and sister, making me smile a little, but I soon suck in a breath at the large picture of me and him on the farm last month. We're in the backfield that's full of flowers. His arm is around my waist, his head against mine as we grin at the camera.

Momma took it, and I have the same one in my office.

I look at him to see he's removed his cut and is leaning his hip against the back of the couch, his arms crossed as he watched me.

If he has this on the wall, he's definitely not ending things with me….

"You've not been yourself today," I blurt.

He hums, nods, and then admits, "I know," before pushing himself upright and stalking my way until his arms are bound around my waist, my hands gently splaying on his hard chest. Slowly, I twine my fingers behind his neck so I can play with his hair, and I smile.

My body tingles, my legs feeling weak.

"What's going on?" I ask him in a whisper, and lean on my tiptoes to gently caress his lips with my own, hoping he’ll open up to me. I’ve never seen this side of him. He looks…I don’t know, nervous maybe?

His arms tighten around me, and he whispers back, "I just came to a realization today, and it has scared the shit outta me."

I furrow my brows with concern, making him smile a little.

He leans forward, taking my lips in a hard, bruising kiss that I feel right down to my toes as my clit throbs.

We haven't had sex yet, and honestly, I don't know what we're waiting for; every time he kisses me like this, he leaves me a panting mess.

He pulls back all too soon, making me groan. He chuckles, placing his forehead against mine, taking a big breath, making me nervous.

He bites his bottom lip, sucking it, his eyes connecting with mine, then admits, "I realized that I've fallen madly and deeply in love with you, Angel." I suck in a breath. "You’re someone I never wanted but suddenly desperately need. You've stolen my heart, baby, and I don't want it back. All I want is you with me always. I want you here in my bed, in my arms.

I want you, and that scares me, because I was against having a woman, an old lady, but now all I can think about is making you mine."

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