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MyMarrone Dolcewastes no time placing hers inside. “I’m Ivy. It’s so nice to meet you.”

“You, too. I love your hair… Wicked.” Em gushes. “So, I don’t mean to be blunt here or anything, but I didn’t come here to hang out with you, Abel, but… Is Capone here?” She asks, looking around for him.

“Yeah, he’s in our usual spot back there. I was just about to takeMarrone Dolceback to meet the guys.” I look in between my two girls before asking, “Do you want to tag along, Em?”

She squeals again, doing a little happy dance this time. “Yes, that would be awesome. Calm down, Em. I can’t go in there acting like a high school girl, I’m nearly twenty-three.” She laughs. “What I meant to say is, sure, that’d be cool if I could go with you.”

Ivy and I both burst out laughing. “Come on, this way.” I say, grabbing Ivy’s hand, extending my arm out to Em. She wraps her tiny, little hand around it, and we head back to meet the fellas, for real this time.

Chapter Eleven

Abel

Before I even enter the room, I already know what some of the guys will say when they see I have two beautiful women hanging on my arms. There’s no time to prepare either of them before we step inside.

“I always knew you were a ladies man, Abel, but I didn’t know you could pull two of the baddest in one night.” Razor barks, eyeballing my two girls.

“Yeah, did you save any of the cute ones for us?” Knuckles roars with laughter.

“Let Sally hear you saying that and you won’t have any balls left to father those kids you so desperately want one day.” I say, mimicking his laughter, watching him frown.

“Shit! She’s not here yet, is she?” He asks, looking around for his psychopath of a girlfriend.

We’ve all been telling him she’s trouble and not at all ol’ lady material, but for some reason, he just can’t leave her alone.

“Hopefully she doesn’t make it.” I wink, knowing full well she won’t. I made sure Capone slipped a little something extra into her usual drink that’ll keep her out well into tomorrow,giving Knuckles some time to enjoy a peaceful night without her naggin’.

“Abel, you sly fucking dog.” He says, whacking me on the back. “What did you do?”

“Nothing that didn’t need to be done. Now, go enjoy your night of fun. Nobody here will tell a soul how you decide to spend it.” He takes that as his cue to leave and do just that… Enjoy his night.

“Aren’t you going to introduce us to these lovely ladies?” Tark asks, showing off a sly grin.

“This is myMarrone Dolce,Ivy,” Both Tark and Saxon’s eye lift with a questioning look to which I ignore, “and this is Emily, my colleague/friend from work. Ladies, I’d like you to meet my family, The Anarchy Saints.” I rattle off each of their names to the ladies, finding them both looking around as if they’re nervous.

Ivy speaks first. “I’m so honored, I’m not sure if we should shake your hands, curtsey, or bow.” She snorts.

“A handshake or a hug will suffice. Ladies don’t normally have to do anything special when it comes to us. Now the men, on the other hand, they basically have to give up their souls in order to ride with us.” Saxon smiles, adding some of his charm to lighten up the mood, but it doesn’t help whatsoever.

“You’re joking right? He's joking, right?” Em looks at the others praying he’s kidding. It’s only a matter of seconds before she starts gnawing at her bottom lip. She surprises the shit out of me when she says, “Well, that sucks for you men. It’s great to be a woman.” She says, walking over to Saxon, bending down and throwing her hands around him. “Thanks for having us here tonight and it’s a real pleasure to meet you.”

Ivy walks over to Knuckles where he surprises me by standing before she gets there. He opens his arms wide and she stepsinto them. I watch the tender moment between the two, getting jealous that he has his hands on my girl like that.

Slow the fuck down, Abel, she’s not your anything.

You’re both just enjoying each other’s company for the night. The sooner you remember that, the sooner you can start having some fun together.

It started out that way, when I saw her dancing. Thinking with my dick, I just wanted to fuck her. But now that I have… I don’t know if I want to let her go just yet.

“Alright, that’s enough. Hands off my woman.” Fuck me.

The fuck did that come?

“Oh, that’s your woman, eh?” Knuckles laughs, finally letting go of her. Side stepping her, he walks toward me. “Your woman for the night or longer?” He asks in front of everyone.

“For however long she’ll have me.” I say, glancing at Ivy. She immediately begins to blush under my gaze, a slow smile forming on her lips.

She really is an intriguing woman and I want to figure out all there is to her.

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