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Ash’s head tilted up to look at the brunette. As she set her bottle on the bar, the girl continued to spout random, possessive shit I’d heard several times before. I didn’t think Ash had been doing anything other than checking out every nook and cranny of this clubhouse, but instead of stepping in to stop it, I found myself inclined to remain in my seat, curious as to how it would turn out. I was also aware of a few nearby brothers glancing in my direction, waiting for asignal.

“Moon is my old man. Only I get to touch him,” Moon’s old lady snipped, just as I noted Moon stepping into the room, spotting his woman, and rolling his eyes before heading toward them. “Why the fuck are you even wearing sunglasses inside? Trying to hide your perving? How about we see what happens when I take them off.” The girl lunged for Ash’s face, and I saw Ash’s body rise out of herstool.

I didn’t know what the deal with the sunglasses was, but I was more than sure that it was a sensitive topic, considering not even Anna asked her to take them off. I figured Ash was going to flip, and with my leg aching, I knew if she did, it wouldn’tbegood.

My mind flashed back to the house. I had noticed one of Charon’s men passed out in the corner, the glass from the window all the way around him, and knew a girl of her size should never have been able to take a man down like that. Not without some dirtytricks.

Shit.

I shoved out of my chair, ignoring the pang of pain in my leg, as Ash grasped the girl'sshirtand…

...kissedher.

Ash held the girl tight against her, her lips pressed to hers, her tongue delving into her mouth for a whole forty seconds before pulling back, leaving the other girl gasping for air. “Keep talking like that,” Ash purred, “and you’ll make mejealous.”

Ash let go, and the girl stumbled back, her face bright red and lips swollen. Even Moon stood gobsmacked a few feet away as the girl got herbearings.

Speechless, she just stared at Ash for a long few seconds before she let out a loud huff, flipped her hair, and turned back to Moon, who was throwing a shit-eating grin at his old lady, earning himahiss.

“Told you not to start shit in here, Monica.” Moon’s face changed as he growled at her, and just as she was about to argue with him, he grabbed her by the wrist and tugged heroutside.

My eyes turned back to the room to see that they had all gone back to theirbusiness.

Allexceptone.

Lamb’s head was lifted over the girl’s on his lap, his eyes completely focusedonAsh.

Ash, no doubt aware of her new attention, spun on her stool, showing her back to Lamb, and sucked back on herwhiskey.

Shit.

My memory of Anna doing a similar thing to Mallory had my annoyance growing as I made my way toward Ash, trying to shove what she just did out ofmymind.

My towering body still dwarfed Ash, despite her extra inches of both the long length of her body and the height of the stool. At the intrusive shadow appearing over her drink, Ash poured herself another one into a shot glass provided by Pipe, who took over Lamb’s position at the bar, anddownedit.

“Where’s Anna?” I grumbled, not interested in making conversation. As far as I was concerned, I couldn’t get my bearings with this girl, which made her unpredictable. And unpredictable meant distrust in mybooks.

Ash tilted her head in my direction, opening her mouth as if she was about to answer. Instead, she took another shot andignoredme.

A growl was out of my mouth before I could stop it, annoyance itching on my skin. I noticed Lamb appear at the bar. He overtook Pipe’s position and came over to our side just as Ash set down her shot and reached for the whiskey bottle. It was gone before she could grab it, Lamb sliding it underneath thecounter.

“Where is she?” I growled, her distractionnowgone.

She reached down to her bag, ignoring me again, and took out another bottle of whiskey, filling up her shotglass.

“For fuck’s sake,” I snapped. Finally losing my patience, I took the whiskey bottle from her hand and slammed it down on the counter. “Tell me where mywomanis.”

Ash, at long fucking last, turned to me, a small smirk on her lips. “Your woman?” shesneered.

“Yes. My goddamn woman,” I hissed, my hand tight around the bottle. I wasn’t sure why I was getting so heated up, but fuck, this girl just got on mynerves.

“Don’t know her,” Ash said, turning herheadaway.

“For fuck’s sake,” I snapped. “That’s fucking it. Tell me where she is now, or I sweartoGod—”

“Swear to God, what?” Ash retorted, stepping down from her stool to go toe to toe with me. “You always get this angry when someone tellsyouno?”

“What?”

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