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closed, he imagined another woman taking his shaft. Steel didn’t have the first clue who Eloise was. He’d only ever seen her at the supermarket either serving customers or stacking shelves. She meant nothing. There were far more willing women out there, yet the only one he imagined was her. It didn’t make any sense to him at all.
    Speeding up his thrusts, he imagined her smile, and that was all it took. He exploded his load into the bitch’s mouth. She swallowed his spunk, moaning as she did. When he was finished, he opened his eyes, and looked at the three women. None of them were the one he wanted. This was not what he desired at all.
    “What’s the matter, Steel?” the one on the left asked.
    Shit, he didn’t even know any of their names.
    “I forgot my shit back at the house.” He turned on his heel and made his way back to the clubhouse. By the time he reached the building, he leaned against the side, dragging in lungful’s of fresh air. This shouldn’t be happening to him. He never thought too long about a particular woman.
    Resting his head against the brick, he stared up at the night’s sky, wishing something would come and give him a sign. Years ago he’d lost the right to want a woman. This life, the club life was in his blood. He’d killed people in the name of the Soldiers. Eloise was not a club whore. She was like Deanna, Demon’s woman. The kind of woman a man kept by his side to treasure and adore. He didn’t deserve a good woman. There was nothing good about him, yet what he wanted was the shy woman that consumed his thoughts. What would she say if she knew the kind of pleasure he liked? She’d fucking run in the other direction, and rightly so.

    Amy stood on the landing outside of her room listening to David as he answered the door. She’d decided to stay the night at his home because going back to her place seemed lonely. Her mother was dead and she couldn’t bear the thought of leaving David alone. She leaned over the staircase railing and looked at David and Joker.
    “What’s the matter, son?”
    “I wanted to see Amy. Do you know where she is?” Reese asked.
    No, he wasn’t Reese anymore. He was Joker. There was nothing laughable about him, yet that was his name. When he’d lived with them he’d make her laugh. She loved watching him be silly, stupid really. But he was definitely a changed man now, a dangerous, violent man.
    “Reese, what’s going on?”
    “My name is Joker. Now where the fuck is she?”
    “No, you’re not Joker to me. You’re my boy and I’ll use the damn name I gave to you. Do you understand me?”
    She could practically hear Joker grit his teeth. “Yeah.”
    “What’s going on?”
    She tensed up, expecting to hear Joker lash out. He didn’t.
    “Nothing. I just want to talk to Amy.”
    Silence descended on the room for several seconds. She wondered what David would decide. Why did he have to decide anything? She was a full-grown woman. It wasn’t up to David to keep men away from her.
    “She’s upstairs in her room.” David turned away.
    Rushing toward her bedroom, Amy closed her door and quickly jumped on her bed. She picked up the book she’d been reading. Her heart was racing with anticipation, excitement… fear. Shaking her head at her own thoughts, she looked up when Joker opened the door.
    Joker. Joker. Joker.
    She kept saying his name inside her head so that she’d get used to it.
    “Hey,” she said.
    “Hey. I heard you run across the landing; you were listening again.”
    Opening her mouth, she went to deny it, but Joker raised his finger and shook his head. “Don’t lie, sweetheart. It’s not a good look for you.”
    “I was worried about David. I didn’t want anything to happen to him.”
    “Right and you just happened to be listening in for his good?” he asked, stepping farther into the room.
    “Exactly. I care about David. You could have been an axe murderer.”
    “What did you plan? To beat him to death with a