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They head outside, and Jace lifts Melanie to motorboat her chest. “That was fun. And I’m fucking horny now.”

“Like that’s not the constant state you live in,” Lex says with a laugh. She turns to Undertaker as everyone leaves. “She’ll be okay.”

How the fuck do you do that?“I’m sure she will be.”

A knowing smirk appears on her face, but she says nothing as she climbs into her car. No matter what Lex thinks, Undertaker has to get Jamie Pittman off his mind. She’s about ten years too young for him, and she’d never understand his rules. Only in his dreams would it ever work.

Chapter Four

Griffin’s Beach

Venom

“Thanks, Barney. The club owes you one,” Venom says as he taps the top of the front desk of the hotel.

They still haven’t found a name for the guy after Shannon, but she told them they spent a lot of time at the hotel. He’s collecting the copies of their cameras for Brock to look through to find the guy.

“I’ll call to collect, don’t worry,” Barney says, his potbelly pulling at the buttons of his dress shirt.

Barney’s good shit, and Venom and he became quick friends after a random run in one night at the gas station. Barney was about to get busted by an undercover cop posing as ahooker, and Venom recognized her. The man may run the nicest business in town, but he’s lonely as hell.

Venom smirks and walks towards the restaurant. He has a general description of the man, and he wonders if maybe he’s stupid enough to be here now.

No one bats an eye at him as he walks into nice establishment wearing his leather. Most of the time, people flee or call security, which always amuses him. What the hell is security going to do?

It’s the first night since he met Cinder Hicks that Venom hasn’t spent with his sort-of-girlfriend. She’s the crazy daughter of a junkyard owner from Riverview, and things have heated up to an explosive level. No matter how great the sex is, something keeps holding him back.

A couple of things, actually. The first is knowing she used to sleep with Shep. The second is that Cinder is batshit crazy. Even her own father warned Venom about her.

But the biggest reason he keeps himself at a distance, preventing himself from ever falling in love with Cinder, stands behind the bar in the restaurant. Marnie Banks.

The daughter of Snake has had his heart since long before she ever gave him a second glance in Summerville. From the very beginning, he wanted her. She’d banter with him, fighting when he called herlove. She’s the reason he bleaches his hair and slicks it back.

He offered to give her what no other man had been able to before, and when Marnie finally gave in, letting him taste her at her best friend’s wedding, he was hooked. Hearing her moans of pleasure, feeling her body tremble on his, and tasting all parts of her became his addiction. All he thought about was Marnie. Dreamed about. And for a short while, he had her.

“What are you doing here?” Venom asks after finally figuring out how to get his feet moving.

Smiling, he hates how damn hot she looks with her dark hair swept back to expose her neck. Only her bangs hang just over eyebrows, and she looks like a damned angel. A sexy, dirty angel he still thinks about daily.

“Well, hello to you, too,” Marnie says and points to the bar. “I’m working.”

“In Griffin’s Beach?”

She leans forward to rest her elbows on the bar top, and he can’t help but stare at the small amount of cleavage she shows underneath the uniform top with three buttons undone. “In Griffin’s Beach.”

“What… Why?”

“Because I need money to pay my rent, and I know how to bartend.”

Her eyes shine with amusement which only serves to piss him off. It almost feels like it used to before things got complicated between them. “You work in Griffin’s Beach but live in Summerville. That’s a bit of a trek, isn’t it?”

“I don’t live in Summerville, Venom.”

“What?”

He knows it’s a stupid question, but his brain doesn’t seem to want to work right now. And when she smirks at him with that sexy little mouth, all he wants to do is kiss her. More than anything in the world, and he wishes he was stronger because he almost gives in.

“I don’t live in Summerville.”

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