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I brace for his anger or some kind of sarcastic comment, but instead, he just stops in front of us and folds his arms across his chest.

Mercy breaks the silence. “Hey, Eightball.”

“Mercy,” he replies before I suck it up and look up into his eyes. “Jinx. Fancy bumping into you here.”

“I invited her when we ran into each other at the hospital.”

“Hospital?”

“Knight needed stitches,” she answers, though I suspect he was asking me. Either way, I play dumb.

“Did he pass out?”

Mercy laughs but shakes her head. “Jinx distracted him, thank God. I thought he was going to toss the poor nurse across the room.”

I don’t like looking up at a guy unless their cock is in my mouth, so I use the table to push myself up.

“Distract him how?” he asks, but his eyes are on me. He doesn’t step back, meaning our bodies are virtually plastered together.

The smirk on his lips lets me know he thinks he has the upper hand, and it makes me want to slap it right off his face. I can’t smack a brother on club property without repercussions, though, so I change tactics.

“Like this.” I wrap my hand in the material of his T-shirt and yank him down for a kiss.

There is no hesitation on his behalf. He wraps one hand around my back, grabs my hip with the other, and holds me in place as he kisses me. I don’t know how long he kisses me before a sharp whistle breaks us apart.

I pull away and look at Mercy, who looks at me with a massive grin on her face. I turn toward the sound of the whistle and find Splinter and Knight walking toward us with Mercy’s men right behind them.

Balls.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Eightball

Of all the places I thought I might run into her, I sure as shit didn’t think it would be here.

“Are you going to kiss every biker you encounter?” Knight asks her with a bemused smirk.

She taps her chin for a second in thought before shrugging. “I think I’m good for now.”

I look between Knight and Jinx and frown. “You fucking Knight?”

Jinx looks down at her pussy before looking back up. “Unless he has an eight-foot invisible noodle dick that I just can’t feel, then no.”

I growl at her, pressing forward, but with the table at her back, she has nowhere to go. “You want to?” I’m not sure if I’m pissed at the idea or turned on.

“What? Now? I mean, it’s sweet that you think he needs your help, Mr. P.I.M.P. I’ll admit, the man’s conversational skills suck, so it makes sense. Big dick, small brain, huh?” She looks over at Knight and grins, making someone laugh, but I don’t take my eyes off her to see who.

She pats my chest. “I’m good, but if that changes, I’ll be sure to tell you. You should know I don’t pay for sex, though. So if you’re looking for a cut of his earnings, you’ll have to hook him up with someone else.”

“What the fuck?”

“What’s happening right now?” Knight asks, as confused as I am.

Mercy laughs. “She thinks you’re Knight’s pimp.”

I rear back and look down at Jinx as she smiles at Mercy. “You’re messing with me?”

“Maybe.” She shrugs. “You seem torn between which circle to choose.”

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