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The woman huffed and flounced off to the other side of the bar where we watched her inform the other two women of their fate. The blonde stood up and slapped her while the other threw her drink on the woman who had apparently gotten them banned from the clubhouse.

All three of them were quickly escorted out by security. “Be right back, I’m going to make sure they all three get gone before we call it a night.”

I nodded my agreement and sat there to wait for Walker to come back to me with the all-clear. I could not imagine waiting around for fifteen years for a man who clearly had never shown an interest in me. There was a part of me that wanted to sympathize with her because the Walker I was getting to know was a man worth waiting for, to an extent. Not fifteen years of waiting with no reciprocation though. That was just nuts.

The minute Walker opened the door to look outside, a man in too-tight jeans and a muscle shirt sauntered up to the table. “Hey little lady. Looks like your precious, long-haired date abandoned you. Don’t worry, you just upgraded.

I scrunched my nose up in disgust. He wasn’t terrible to look at, but the man had an ego that his image couldn’t hold up. “Not interested.”

“Everyone is interested in getting a piece of this, sugar. Besides, didn’t you ever hear that the best way to get over someone is to get under someone new? I have a special injection for what ails ya.” He wiggled his eyebrows. “Nice to meet ya,” he grinned too widely as he spoke. “I’m someone new.”

“You’re gonna be someone dead if you don’t get the fuck away from my woman,” Walker growled from over the idiot’s shoulder. Mister ‘Someone New’ startled, and nearly pissed himself as he turned to see that Walker had not abandoned me as he originally thought. I covered my mouth with my hand to hide my laughter as the man backed up two steps.

“My bad, I thought you left her here.”

“I’d have to be a moron to do that. Do I look like a fucking moron to you, asshole?”

The swift head shake in answer was followed by another step away from us that subsequently caused the man to stumble into a couple headed to the dance floor.

The man he stumbled into shoved him back toward Walker who then shoved him toward the door. “Might want to call it a night, asshole.” To my complete surprise, the douchebag listened and allowed the momentum of Walker’s shove to carry him right along to the door.

“Can’t leave you alone for a minute without the fucking vultures descending.” My date grumbled in a teasing tone as he took the seat beside me again.

“Imagine the vultures descending while you’re still sitting there…” I laughed as I said it. “I guess we’re both in high demand for crazy tonight.”

“Should probably take that as a warning and walk away now,” he insisted. The playful twinkle in his eye gave away his game though.

“Yeah, you’re probably right. I don’t think I’m medicated enough to truly appreciate the whole package.” I swished my hands up and down in front of him to indicate his body.

“Reesa, I think I have just the medication you need.” He mocked, wiggling his eyebrows. “It’s a type of injection and it’s steamy.”

“Oh my God!” I laughed hysterically. “No, you did not just reference a hot cock injection like the moron you basically just tossed out of here.”We were both doubled over into each other’s space laughing so hard I thought I might embarrass myself.

“It’s hard to believe that assholes like that think those lines work.”

“He probably should have used it on that Tanya lady. I think they work on a certain type of person. Definitely not me.” I wrinkled my nose again. “That was so gross. Thank you for stepping in to save me from the sleazeball.”

“My pleasure, beautiful. I think we might need to get out of here before we attract too many more nut jobs though. A few of those drunk bastards over there have been eyeing you up since we got here, and I don’t want to take the chance of getting blood splatter on your pretty cream shirt when I fight to defend your honor.”

“My hero!” I fake swooned and allowed Walker to help me up, so we could leave.

10 - The Way of Things

The last time I had taken things slowly with a woman, it was when I met my ex-wife. Back then, I hadn’t purposely wanted to give her the time to get to know me, but she was young and inexperienced still. There was also the fact that her brother had made certain threats about what would happen if I didn’t treat his sister right. Considering he was a club brother, giving his permission for me to go there with his family, I had to respect that.

I gave my ex slow for the wrong reasons. I wasn’t about to make that mistake again. As much as I wanted to take Reesa home and sink deep inside her beautiful body, I knew sex wasn’t the foundation we would need to build on. What we both needed was to get to know one another and build trust between us before we went there. Tanya interrupting our date was a reminder that it would unfortunately be necessary, especially considering my past.

I didn’t need to fall in love with a woman and have someone throw lies her way that would cause her to doubt me, my intentions, or my actions. So, in an effort to build trust before anything else, I left her on her doorstep with a hell of a kiss that had me hard and aching to tell my new-found principles to fuck off.

“I take it the date went well?”

I glanced up to see Trouble sitting a few feet away. “What the hell do you know about it?”

He laughed. “Brother, I’m not on the attack. Bring the attitude down a notch. ‘Bout fucking time you got back in the game and realized you’re an asset to the people around you.”

“What?”

“They did a really good job of beating you the fuck down. Someone forgot to read the memo where they were supposed to build you back up and make sure you were part of the brotherhood afterward.” Troubles eyes shifted toward the hallway where the offices were located. Sweet stood there wearing his pissed-off face as he scanned the crowd of available bodies.

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