Page 46 of Bonita Brynne

I prayed she wasn’t fucking with me so I’d get in trouble with the club. I’d only been there twenty-four hours, for goodness sake.

Could Libby be trusted? My feet didn’t seem to care as I briskly walked toward the kittens with my heart racing.

“Oh great, here comes the prissy bitch now. And the queen bitch.” Becca rolled her eyes. “What do you want?”

“Just this.” My hand flew through the air as if it had a mind of its own and connected with Becca’s cheek.

She yelped, and the other girls gasped.

The sting on my hand oddly felt liberating. “Now you listen to me, kitten bitch. If you don’t stay the fuck away from my man and keep your cock-sucking mouth shut about my personal life, I will rip that fake purple hair right out of your scalp and shove it down your cum-stained throat!”Holy shit, I did it!But my hands trembled, and I labored to breathe following that word vomit.

Did I actually slap a person and scream in their face?

“Keep going, honey. Get your point across.” My mom’s voice came from behind me.

I peered over my shoulder at the crowd of old ladies.

“Don’t forget Dawn,” Libby whispered.

I pointed at the scared kitten. “And you.”

“I didn’t do anything!” She put her hands up.

“You eye fucked my man.” I grabbed her brown ponytail, feeling brazen and out of control. “Do you want me to scratch your beady eyes out of the sockets?”

“No.” She shook her head. “I’m sorry.”

“Better be.” I released her and considered Amber, who sat quietly. Shehadwarned the girls. “Do I need to lay into you, too, kitten?”

“Nope, I hear you loud and clear.”

“Good.”Breathe, Brynne, just breathe.

“Bonita?” Joseph growled.

Oh fuck. Fear shot down my spine. I’d crossed the line, and now I’d pay for it.

Heavy footsteps flooded the bar, and the bikers circled around the kittens and me.

God help me. I only did what Libby told me to do.“Joseph, I—”

He smashed his mouth to mine and stole my breath away. Why was he kissing me? What was happening?

Someone whooped and hollered.

“Get a room, Track,” someone else said, laughing.

“Or you can fuck right here and let us watch.”

I pushed Joseph away, terrified I’d be forced to do the naughty in front of a crowd. Did they have a weird initiation in this club? Nobody had said anything about it.

“Shut up, Lynx.” Joseph chuckled and wrapped his arm around me. “I’m proud of you, Bonita.”

“I’m not in trouble?”

“No.” He dropped a kiss on my lips and my knees almost buckled in relief. “Listen up, one and all,” he shouted. “This gorgeous woman ismywoman. I claim her. You’ll respect and protect her if you know what’s good for you.” He cupped the back of my head and smothered me with his addictive lips.

Clapping and shouting came from all around us.

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