Page 34 of Time to Bounce

“You should probably apologize about how you acted.” Callena suggested. “If you like her, you must apologize. I know how that looked.”

“It’s okay, we’ll figure it out later,” I said, trying not to give a shit.

The problem was that I did give a shit, and she was all I could think about already. Now, her face would haunt me.

Tyrone fit his bulletproof vest under his shirt, then slipped his cut on over it.

I had done the same earlier.

Callena had hers on under her sweatshirt, giving the three of us a little peace of mind as we made our way from the parking lot of the bar to the clubhouse.

“How far out is the truck?” I asked, my eyes scanning the area.

“Around the block,” Tyrone murmured. “Let’s go inside.”

We did, and I was unsurprised to find the men there, waiting to party.

It was the day I was officially a part of the club.

“Look, Prospect is here!” someone called.

I looked over to see who’d spoken but couldn’t place them.

I turned back around in time to get picked up off my feet by Tyrone/Merchant.

“Hey, buddy,” he crowed, playing the part perfectly.

Callena came up to my side and leaned into it, also playing the part perfectly.

“Who’s this?” Hybrid’s eyes gleamed. “Another present for us to watch?”

I gritted my teeth to keep the anger in check.

I fucking hated that these sick fucks had seen Athena like that.

Seen me like that.

“Sure,” Callena purred.

I grinned, trying to act like I didn’t give a single fuck about it, but inside I was seething.

The night wore on like that, and eventually, the club got bored and ordered the whores out.

Several came out of a room to the side of the clubhouse’s main area, and my heart clenched for a completely different reason when I saw the youngest woman. She had to be all of sixteen.

But the photo I’d seen of her at twelve had shown her not as developed.

Now, at sixteen, she looked womanlier.

Fucking sick perverts.

All of them.

Merchant’s eyes met mine, and I watched him touch the button on his shirt collar.

It took all of a minute before the doors were blown off the hinges.

Seconds before the doors were breached, Callena, Tyrone, and I put our earphones and glasses on.

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