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“What’s the bar,” Death asks, crossing his arms.
My cell beeps, and I slide my finger over the screen.
“I don’t remember, and I need to get going,” I say, looking at my cell.
“Text me when you get there,” Death says, lowering his eyelids.
“Yeah, will do,” I say, smiling.
“Hey, nice to meet you,” I say, waving at the bikers.
“Yeah, see you later,” Fiend says, smiling.
“Yes, talk to you later,” I say, smiling.
I walk away feeling Fiend’s eyes on me, and I so want to stay and talk to him, but I need to meet up with Karla .
I walk out of the clubhouse, across the drive to my car. I open my door to get in.
“Autumn.”
I turn to look at who’s calling me. I see Fiend walking towards, waving his hand.
“Yes,” I say, smiling at him.
I lean against my car, looking at him, stopping in front of me.
“Can we talk,” Fiend asks, resting his hands on his waist.
“Yeah, I would love that,” I say, smiling.
“Could you give me your number?”
“Yes, but only if you call,” I say, flirting.
“Of fuckincourse I’m going to call,” He smiles, flashing those dimples.
Yeah, sexy biker alert.
My ovaries are melting, and that’s the first ever. Not that I have much experience, but that’s the point. I never want to have any fucker touch me; I never felt the desire.
But Fiend, he makes me melt..
Geeze, he will make me combust without any problems.
I bite my lip and slide my finger over my cell phone to unlock it. Then I hand him my cell phone.
“Oh yeah, you’re mine now,” Fiend says, entering his number. He calls his cell phone and enters my name.
I take a step to look at his cell.
My Baby girl.
I look at him, gaze into his eyes, and smile.
“Yes, I like that.”
“Fuckintastic,” Fiend says, taking a step closer.
