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I swallow hard as my eyes race between his.

College and medical school, that's been my main focus. I never allow anyone close, go to parties, or date. All I've wanted to do was to make my dad proud, my sister proud, and the fact my dad sent this man my way does express how much he trusts him, but it also shows how much he wants me to live, though this guydidscrew Faith….

He raises a brow, and I swallow hard.

Do I want this?

He pinches my chin, tilts my head, and says, "Just one date…."

One date….What's the worst that can happen?

Clearing my throat, I whisper, "One chance, but not tonight. I'm tired, and tomorrow night, I need to work on my paper."

He grins wide. "Saturday. I'll pick you up at six, and I promise you, you won't regret it."

Shame I couldn't see that his promise was empty, that I wouldn't be his priority, even in my times of need.

It's a shame I ever allowed him into my life at all….

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Steal – Twenty-Five Years Old

"Yo, Steal, what time are you picking up Cass and going to Halliwell's?" Anchor asks as he walks out of the clubhouse. I grunt, trying to tighten the bolt on my bike, ignoring the grease on my hands.

I side-eye him and reply, "In about twenty minutes," before tightening the next bolt because I don't fancy the fucking wheel falling off with my girl on the back.

"Alright, I'll make sure everything is ready here before you get back," he adds, and I grunt out a thanks, tightening the last bolt.

Cass and I have been seeing each other for nearly two years. After our first date, I had her hooked; I ensured it, and considering how I was entranced by her, there was no chance I'd allow her to call it a one-and-done. She brought things out of me I never thought I'd feel for someone, and I knew she was mine and that I had to have her any way I could.

She's also the first and only girl to ride bitch on my bike.

Don't get me wrong, I know I haven't been the most attentive boyfriend over the past two years. My club is still my main focus, especially while learning the ropes from my dad, getting ready to take over, and she hasn’t been my main priority like she deserves. But I try to ensure she knows what she means to me.

She's my fucking life, and I'm just grateful she understands and isn’t clingy, especially with her working her ass off, wanting to get into medical school.

She's the perfect fucking girl, and she owns my heart.

"Are you bringing her back to the club for Ollie's initiation?" Anchor asks as I sit up, grab a rag to wipe my hands.

I confirm, "Yeah. I think she'll be happy to see him accepted by the club."

He nods. "How did they even meet, anyway?"

I snort. "Her dad, obviously. He took Ollie into the gym and taught him how to fight, and he became best friends with Perrie." I stretch my back as I look over my bike, ensuring I haven’t missed anything before I notice Anchor lingering, and I sigh. "Spit it out, brother."

Anchor scratches the large scar on his cheek before asking, "Have you heard?"

I raise a brow. "You'll have to be a little more specific; we live in a clubhouse full of fucking gossips. The brothers are worse than the women."

He snorts. "Ain't that the fucking truth." He sighs. "According to some of the clubwhores, Faith has been running her mouth and the older generation, not so shockingly, are listening…."

Ah, Faith, the bane of my existence and the biggest regret of my life.

Since I've been with Cass, Faith's been salty and is only still in my life because of the club. For nearly two years, she's been trying to get into Cassidy's head, goading her and being a petty fucking mean girl, and at the start of the relationship, it fucking worked too, fuck, it was the whole reason why Cass waited so long—six months—to fucking sleep with me. She knew I fucked Faith, the same fucking Faith who continued to lie and say we were fucking for months, ensuring Cass would be wary of me.

And it turns out, not so surprisingly, Faith had a negative reputation in college, and Cass mentioned she could hear every time Faith fucked someone, including me. My girl didn't feel comfortable giving me her body, her virgin body, and I didn’t blame her one bit, instead I took it at her pace.

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