Page 19 of Giving It to the Man-Whore

“Are you okay? You’ve gone a little pale.”

“I’m fine. Believe me, more than fine.” She glanced over at Big Ricky, and he was now on his cell phone. “Has Rage said anything to you about the big guy over there?”

“Ricky?” Penny asked. She shook her head. “Like you, he asked me to stay away from him, and I don’t see a reason in not doing that. He’s scary-looking, but he’d make the perfect villain for my next story.”

Mel nodded, happy that Rage was looking out for her sister. The last thing she should do was really doubt him. He loved her sister, and that was why Mel had never caused a problem for them to date.

“You’re acting really weird,” Penny said.

“I’m fine. I can’t wait ’til the fight has started.” She also couldn’t wait until Pea got home because she was desperate for him. Instead of getting bored with her man, she was finding it harder to resist him.

Who knew married life could be so much fun?

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“There’s a lot riding on this,” Saint said.

“I get it, but I’m not throwing the fight no matter what.”

“It’s not about throwing the fight. This asshole has bet a hundred grand that he could take any biker anywhere. I don’t know who it is, but Pipe said he’s pissed off a lot of his clubs. They were going to teach him a lesson, beat the shit out of him and all that. Decided that taking his money would be the better option.”

“So I’m good to really pound on this guy.”

“Yep.”

Pea nodded, and he saw Zeus, Vanilla, Buzz, and Bean close by.

“Everything okay?” Pea asked.

“Big Ricky’s here. We’ve got the extra support including the Hell’s Wolves to keep everything handled. Natasha decided she wanted to come even though she’s pregnant.”

They were in a small, abandoned building owned by Pipe and his club. It was small, and stank of piss, but it allowed people to get ready. He moved toward the window and looked out. “I tell you, there’s a big crowd out there, Saint. I don’t like it.”

“What’s not to like? More people, more money.”

“Yeah, and with more people comes more trouble. If Big Ricky’s here, something could go down.” And he’d brought Mel with him. He didn’t like that.

“We’ve got our eye on the people,” Rage said. “You just fight to your heart’s content. Penny’s here as well, and you know I’d never risk her life.”

Pea nodded. “Do you have any reason to doubt why he’s here?”

Saint shook his head. “Nope, and I can’t get a look at this woman that Willy’s been talking about either. Innocent, blonde, beautiful, and all that shit.” He shrugged. “We’ll figure it out. We always do.”

The bell rang, and that meant the start of the fights.

Pea slammed his fist against his palm. He was ready, and he wanted to hurt someone.

Leaving the stench behind, he made his way through the maze of people. His club surrounded him, which clearly meant they had a shitload of cash riding on this fight.

He stepped into the center of the makeshift arena that had been set up. This was Pipe and his club’s job to handle this.

Looking out at the crowd, he saw Mel toward the back. She lifted her hand and gave him a wave. He nodded at her, wanting to do a lot more than that, but blowing her a kiss would really give the wrong impression.

But then again, who gave a fuck? He did exactly that, and the bitches in the crowd went wild over it. Mel was laughing, and he liked that. He loved it when she laughed, especially when it was him to make her.

Yeah, when it came to his woman, he was a fucking romantic.

Just yesterday he’d picked up a bouquet of roses, a startling red that reminded of him passion just because they made him think of her.

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