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“Nice one,” the drunk sitting beside me told Flame.

She grinned and gave him a free shot before continuing, “Give the girl some space to wrap her head around what happened last night. It screwed with her head that she enjoyed the sex yet was scared shitless to be with you. She probably had flashbacks the whole time you were fucking her, yet she climaxed anyway. Her body and head are at war. Neither is going to win that fight. Give her time to return on her own and stop screwing with her head. She needs to concentrate on becoming a Sinner, not on relieving your overactive willy.”

“Shit! I’m the one getting screwed in the head over this,” I replied.

Chapter 12

Rage

To keep myself fromdwelling on Vikki’s absence I wandered into the clubhouse game room to waste a few hours hanging around with any Sinners playing pool. I found Colt, Ditch, and Doc at the table. It appeared Ditch had just won a bet he’d made with Colt and was holding out his hand demanding payment.

“Hand it over. I don’t have all damn day to listen to you whine. Don’t you have to get your sorry ass to the boxing gym? You work for a living, or have you forgotten?” Ditch demanded.

“Which is why I hate handing over my well-earned cash to a lazy ass like you,” Colt replied with a gleam of mischief in his dark piercing eyes.

“Always the wise guy with the big mouth,” Ditch declared. “That’s why you lost, sucker. You’re too busy dreaming up stupidasshole things to say to pay enough attention to the damn game.”

“Both of you need to grow the fuck up,” Doc said. “It’s been like playing pool with two damn teenagers whose hormones need to be calmed down. Go find some women and let loose of some of that testosterone. Pay up Colt and get to work. I can’t stand any more of your bullshit.”

“You’re just too damn old, Doc. Look at yourself in the mirror. You’ve got all that silver on your head that says you’re old. I bet you don’t even dream about women any more. You probably can’t even get it up,” Colt teased.

“Not only can I get it up higher than yours, but I know what to do with it better than you, asshole,” Doc stated as he cupped his crotch. “I can make a woman scream for more and keep her happy all night long.”

“As entertaining as this is, I came to play some pool not to listen to children argue about who’s cock is bigger. Are any of you hanging around to play some more?” I asked.

“Look who’s talking. We all heard you jump to the defense of Vikki at the meeting, and we heard rumors that you’re the one who put the idea of her becoming a prospect in Prime’s ear. I’d say you’re smitten like a little girl with a rockstar,” Ditch declared.

“Damn, Rage. Are you calling dibs on the new blood? I was thinking about it myself,” Colt revealed.

“Keep your hands and your cock away from Vikki!” I yelled.

“Don’t get your knickers in a twist, bro. I don’t poach on what belongs to others. After all, if Prime is letting in female prospects there are bound to be more coming along. I’ll stake my claim when I find one who can handle what I’ve got between my legs,” Colt stated with a grin.

“Vikki doesn’t belong to me. I just think she deserves a fair deal,” I replied.

“And a tumble in your bed,” Ditch said in a whisper, but I still heard him.

“Enough of this shit, boys,” Doc announced abruptly. “Come on Rage. I’ll play a couple of games with you.”

My mind was too preoccupied with worrying about Vikki to pay much attention to the pool table. I kept screwing up my shots until Doc became frustrated and told me to go for a walk to cool my heels and get my head on straight. I quickly took the advice and wandered out into the darkening evening.

The walk didn’t help me as much as I’d hoped. Every shadow made me consider a new way Vikki could come to harm while she was out of our reach. The cartel members were sneaky. They had to be in order to continue kidnapping young women, and Vikki was a definite target since she’d escaped them. I couldn’t believe she’d taken such a chance with her safety. By the time I made it back to the bar my anger had risen to volcano level.

The muscles in my jaw tightened and the nerve endings there began to twitch when I walked in and spied Vikki laughing and serving drinks as if nothing had happened. She’s had the audacity to come to work after fucking disappearing and not telling anyone where she’d gone. It took all my self-control not to turn her over my knee and spank her sweet ass right in front of everyone.

I stepped in behind her and stayed on her heels as she moved from table to table. I growled in her ear, “Where the hell have you been? Don’t you realize you were risking getting taken?”

She completely ignored me and continued smiling at the customers as if I wasn’t there at all. I might as well have been a ghost. My fists clenched and my face flushed. The temperature in the room went up by several degrees.

“Why did you fucking run away? Don’t you have any damn sense?” I asked.

“I’m trying to work, Rage. How about you leaving me alone and stop trying to show me why you’re named the way you are? You don’t own me just because you managed to get between my legs,” she retorted.

“You chose to do that. I didn’t force you. You asked for it. And I know I don’t own you, but it’s my damn job to protect you!” I replied in anger.

“I didn’t ask you to make it your job! I have to stand up for myself if I intend to be a Sinner! I don’t need your help or anyone else’s,” she hissed.

“Obviously you do. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be making such stupid decisions with your life. You could have at least told someone you were leaving,” I answered.

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