“Have you heard something about Melissa?” Sarah asked, putting her hands on her hips.

“Yeah, Pea is handling it.”

Elena came toward them. “He’s going to take care of the person who hit her?”

“Yes, of course. He’s going to handle the guy that did. I tell you, you do not want to be him.” Ralf shook his head.

Sarah slumped. “Thank God, I was so scared for her.”

“Melissa will be taken care of. Now, lunch. I didn’t get you any lunch,” he said.

“That’s okay. I’m going to go and meet Pipe for lunch. I’m going to head out. Are you okay?” Elena asked.

“Yeah. I’m good.” Sarah rounded the counter to put some distance between her and Ralf. Taking a seat, she stared at Ralf, and listened as the doorbell went signaling Elena’s departure. “You’re here with food.”

“Your favorite.” He handed a wrapped foil packet, and she took it from him.

Opening it up, she saw that he had bought her a burger, and she sighed. It wasn’t her favorite. The special at the diner was spaghetti alfredo, and she loved it. Burgers were what she had when they had nothing else.

“What is it?” he asked.

“Nothing. It’s fine.” She did her best to smile at him. Lifting the burger, she took a bite. She was hungry, and she didn’t want to appear ungrateful. “You didn’t have to do this. I could have got my own food.”

“I want to take care of you. I’ll always take care of you.”

“It’s not your problem, Ralf. I’m my own person.” This was not going to happen. Ralf was a little scary. He’d never hurt her, but still, this was not the guy she had dated before. She couldn’t help but wonder about Elena’s warning. His eyes were red, bloodshot, and there was just something off about him. Maybe it was the crazy smile.

Ralf grabbed a chair and sat opposite her. “I want a chance with you, Sarah.”

She sighed. “We had our chance, and that time has passed.”

“It’s not over.”

“Yes, it is.” She thought about Knife and the night they had shared. Even though he’d been busy with the club, he’d still found time to call her. She loved their long talks and their time. The past year had been made a little easier when she knew Knife was going to call her.

“Sarah, we had a good thing going.”

“Ralf, I care about you, okay. Yes, there was a time when I was in love with you, but feelings change.”

“I love you, Sarah.”

She dropped her shoulders, bored with the fact he wasn’t listening to her. “Will you stop? You don’t love me, okay?”

“Sarah—”

“I’m seeing someone.”

Ralf froze, and she stared at him, waiting for him to think about what she had said.

“You’re seeing someone?”

“Yes, I’m seeing someone.” She had made her decision long before her night spent with Knife. Sarah had moved on. She’d always care about Ralf, but their time as a couple was gone.

****

Knife looked over the schedule with Shawl and Pipe for the fights. There were several fights with the Saints and Sinners MC. Knife no longer took part in the fights as he had to deal with the drug runs for the club.

“Do you still have that crazy deal in place with the Saints and Sinners?” Shawl asked.