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“No wonder you’re pregnant,” Eva teased, bumping her shoulder into Jenny’s.

“Come on, what’s the worst that could happen,” Billie prompted.

What’s the worst that could happen? Lock could tear my heart to tiny pieces and throw them in my face like confetti when I fell completely in love with him and he got bored of me? But it wasn’t like I was going to be able to resist him if I was staying here. And I could set aside my no sleeping with a guy before a commitment, for him.

There’d be no avoiding him in the clubhouse, and our time apart just made my need for him build into something that was damn near impossible to resist anyway.

“Okay.”

They all grabbed onto whoever was sitting next to each other in excitement. “Okay?” Seek asked.

“I’ll give it a try,” I promised.

The squealing made me laugh. Who would have thought, with everything going on, that they could make me forget. Make me feel so…light.

“Now can I tell you the rest of it?”

“Yeah,” Seek said with a grin. “Now we’re ready to hear what’s going on.”

I settled back with my wine, my heart thudding hard against my chest as I thought about what I’d promised to do. The idea of seducing Lockout was as exciting as it was terrifying. But the girls were right. What was that saying? Better to have loved and lost than never loved at all. I was going to put it to the test.

CHAPTER 7

Lockout

Imotioned for my brothers to follow me. Priest stayed behind and I knew it was to let Bear and Mel know that they needed to go patrol the compound while we had church.

“You two,” I said, pointing at Static and Idaho. “With us.”

They shared a look, but fell into step behind me as we all made our way back to the room we always had church in. I sat down at the head of the table and waited while my brothers all took seats. I waited for Priest to come in. He shut the door behind himself and sat down.

I launched into everything that Keely had told me. No one interrupted, though they looked as pissed as I still felt, when they heard the task force leader had put Keely into such a precarious position. There were grumbles under their breaths, but I continued on. Once I’d told them everything I knew, I looked around.

“Keely isn’t an old lady-”

Toxic snorted out a laugh, but didn’t say anything more when I pinned him with a look.

“Pretty sure you’re sticking your head in the sand, Prez,” Hellfire said.

“You’d know all about that, wouldn’t you?” Ricochet countered.

Hell shrugged. “Yeah, I would.” His gaze met mine, steady and honest. “It’s better when you give in. Getting what you want is a hell of a thing.”

“And what you deserve,” Priest added.

Trying to hold back my irritation, I swept a grim look around the table. “Can we stay on fucking track?”

No one said anything else though they were all either smirking or looking like they were trying to keep from laughing.

Idaho was flat out grinning at me.

“What,” I snapped at him.

“Nothing, nothing,” he said, but he was still grinning.

Fucking asshole.

“I want to take a vote because of Keely’s lack of connection to the club,” I continued on, trying to ignore my dickhead brothers.

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