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"Well, damn. I'm going to have to poke the bear more often..." She laughs before she turns to get closer to me.

She feels so fucking perfect tucked under my arm.

I wish it was enough.

I wish I could shut my brain off. That I was like the other men who could just take sex as just that, but of course I'm not. I've never been the type of person who could just have sex and not want to know what comes next.

I bite my tongue to keep from speaking out.

"You good?" Bee leans up and looks into my face. She must feel the change inside of me.

"Yeah." I lie.

The atmosphere in the room is quickly turning, and I don't know how to stop it.

We lay there for a while, both of us getting our body back to a settled state. Unfortunately, it doesn't take long for Bee to start shifting around.

"Well, I guess I should get my stuff. The girls are probably waiting on me to get back to the clubhouse."

I knew this was coming. Bee isn't the kind of girl that wants to be tied down. She's only looking for a good time. A good time we both definitely had, but now it's over.

"You going to come back tonight?" I lean up and ask her as she gets out of the bed and starts searching for her clothes.

"I'm not sure. Are you going to open up? You need me to work?"

"No, I'm not asking you to come back to work. I'm asking if you're coming back to me." There's no mistaking where I'm going with this conversation.

Her face pales and I watch as she tries to cover up her uneasiness.

"Damn, you just got some. You can't be hard up for another taste already." She laughs but I'm not finding any humor in the situation.

"Tati, I'm not playing games with you. I want to know what is happening between us. If it's nothing then I want to know now." I'm doing my best not to sound like a little bitch.

"Rye," she sighs and slides up her pants. "We had a good time. I'd like to keep having a good time with you, can't we keep it at that. We don't need to put any labels on this right now do we. I mean we both got other things that we need to be focusing on right? You've got your bar and I've got the club. We both need to worry about Sonny and his goons..."

I put my hand up to stop her. I don't need to hear any more excuses. I get it.

"Yeah, you're right. Let me know if yall find anything." I say and swing my legs over the side of the bed so I can get dressed myself.

"Oh, come on Rye. Don't be like that." Bee tries to come over and touch me but I move away. I've been down this road before.

"I've got to get downstairs and finish cleaning up if I want to open up for tonight. I'll catch you later." I nod once before grabbing my shirt and slipping it back over my head.

Bee gets quiet and finishes getting dressed. "I'll call you okay."

It feels like the end. An end I knew was coming but for some reason I'm still not prepared for. I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up. I knew who Bee was from the beginning. This was the only logical direction this could've gone.

I try my hardest to not be disappointed when I hear my front door open and close.

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Bee

To say I wasn't expecting that is an understatement.

Rye is everything that I never thought I'd have for myself.

My entire time here I've seen the girls with their significant others. Riot with Treble. Free with Jag. Even Sugar and her little group of lovers. I've always wanted something like that. A commitment but I never thought it was for me.

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