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His gaze swings to mine but I keep my focus on Madalyn as she walks towards me.

“You calling it, brother?” I can hear the humor in his voice.

Can I call a claim on her after a few minutes with her? Turning to look at Rogue, who is opening eye-fucking her, I know that he is in for any pussy. The thought of him touching her, laying his lips on her, makes my skin itch.

“Fuck it.Dibs.”

Slapping a hand against his chest to stop any steps he plans on taking, making the fucker chuckle, I stalk towards her, making her eyes widen when she notices that it is me.

“You miss me, babe? You know you could have just called, you did not have to come to my place of work.” I wink.

Her mouth drops open, then closes like she is finding the words to say.

Then she steels herself, pushing her shoulders back, and giving me a firm look.

“My car is making an awful sound. I brought it to the nearest garage, it just so happens to belong to your club,” she says stiffly.

I wonder where the hell the soft and quirky Mads has gone.

“Are you okay, Mads?”

“I am good and my name is Madalyn, thank you very much. Can you take a look at my car, please?”

I nod, keeping a friendly smile in place.

“Yeah, I can check it out.” I step to her car, before popping the hood.

“By the sound of it rolling in, I would say it was the catalytic converter.” Rogue joins us.

“I have no idea what that means,” Madalyn replies.

Her arms are crossed in front of her body, pushing her tits up, giving me and fucking Rogue a good view of her ample cleavage.

“Oi, fuckhead, don’t you have a car to fix?” I say to him.

“Target, that was mean.”

“Not mean, babe, but he has a fucking job that he is being paid for.”

“Well, then maybe since he knows what he is talking about, he can fix my car and you can take over his job.”

My brothers chuckle, coughing slightly to disguise it but I fucking hear it loud and clear.

“Not happening and he knows it. I taught him everything he knows, Mads. I can fix your car, but it might take a few days. We are loaded up right now.”

She frowns, looking at her car. Biting her lip, my cock twitches liking the movement.

“Okay.” She finally looks to me.

Our gazes connect and I swear to all that is a holy Harley Davidson bike, sparks fucking fly.

I inch closer, forgetting about my brothers standing close by.

“I can give you a ride wherever you need to go.”

“I bet he would.”

Not bothering to look over my shoulder I call out,