Page 47 of Sparrow's Grace

Lil looked at him then at me, and whispered, “His name is Grimm. I’ve never heard him talk before.”

“Yeah, I know, he never talks when he comes here with his club. Reminds me of Skinner,” Harlow chimed in.

“Same, he reminds me of Heathen,” June whispered.

Shiloh chimed in then, “He reminds me of Knox.”

“Take all of them, and roll them into one man, and you have Grimm. That’s for sure.” Conleigh whispered.

“What club is he from?” I asked them.

“He’s from Soulless Outlaws MC. They’re an ally club, they’re based out of Louisiana.” Lil said.

It was at that moment that Powers whistled, “Alright everyone, time to get your seats for the feature that is taking place tonight. And for those of you that don’t know, tonight we are rooting for Clutch and the boy he trained.”

Just then chairs were carried over to our table and the men that belonged to the women took their seats. Then I felt Zeke slide into the chair at my side.

Then, immediately, he smiled at me and then reached for my hand.

I saw the hurt that flashed through his eyes when I pulled my hand from his and laid it underneath my thigh.

But I couldn’t help the pain I had felt when I watched what happened earlier.

I felt Zeke’s curious stare on me the entire time the fight was going on.

But I didn’t dare look his way.

If there was one thing I learned, it was that actions speak louder than words.

That was the motto I lived by.

Shaking my head, I wanted to get into a better mood than be sad so I concentrated on the fight.

Then we all watched, cheering as the belt was wrapped around Jonah ‘The Wrecker’Abbott’s waist.

They spanned to show Cora with her two kids, Katiya and Nikolai, with wide smiles on their faces.

That was when the screen was turned off, the projector rolled up, and then the music started.

I didn’t realize that I had licked my lips at Harlow’s nachos with beef and jalapenos on them until Zeke left my side, and then, moments later, he came back with a plate piled high and jalapenos on the side.

He sat them down in front of me, “I don’t know what I did that made you rip your hand from mine. But what I do know is that if I see you interested in something, I’m going to make it happen.”

I smiled a sad smile at him.

After I managed to eat a few bites, I rubbed my temple.

That was when that same freaking girl came walking over and then placed her hand on Zeke’s shoulder.

I looked away from him and then groaned when everyone started to get louder and louder.

Thankfully, because of the headache, I didn’t have time to think about the woman that was still standing there with her hand on Zeke’s shoulder.

He looked at me worriedly and asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Headache,” I told him tiredly, but I didn’t dare look at him and see that woman.

He looked over his shoulder and hollered, “Turn the damn music down, my woman’s got a headache you, fuckers.”

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