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to make that happen and my fucking temper got the best of me. It was my own fucking fault, but honestly, I don't regret beating the shit out of that fucker who taunted me and got me disqualified. As my head whips back from the punch I realize that none of it matters. I lick the blood from my lip and look Zack in the eye.
    "Are you done? ‘Cause I wanna get my ol'lady home so she can take a fucking bath and rest her ass."
    He pushes himself off me and takes a few steps back.
    "No, we ain't fucking done yet! You watch her and keep her safe. But the ol'lady part? Off the fucking table.” He drags a hand through his hair. “You know what? Just like I said, good luck with that. I know Lynn, and she'll never be caught dead on the back of a bike. She's been shouting that shit for as long as I remember. Hell, probably as long as she’s been able to talk. Just... just keep her safe, Deeds, and keep your dick in your pants."
    I wanna rub it in that my cock was already buried deep in his sister’s cunt. My cum is still in there. But I'll keep my tongue. For now, at least. Instead I answer with a smile. Pushing off the wall, I enter the room. I need to get my ol'lady home.
     
    ******
     
    Being Prez gives me privileges like having my truck delivered and bike hauled home with a simple phone call. Draping my wrist over the steering wheel of my Chevy, I glance to my right and I see Hotlips staring out the window.
    "Why are we heading this way?” She asks. “My house is on the other side of town."
    "We're going to our house."
    Her head whips toward me, locking her blazing eyes with mine. She lifts her chin and throws her shoulders back, and I swear she grows a few inches in her seat.
    "We don't have a house. You do and I do. There is no “ours” or “we.” Now take me to my house, right the fuck now , so I can shower. And then maybe sleep for three days."
    I chuckle but keep driving to my place. Another twenty minutes of silence and I pull up to the compound and head around back. There are ten buildings in total; eight duplexes and then two more buildings further down  that have been split up into several one-bedroom apartments. My Grams lives in one on the ground floor but the rest of those are used like a hotel, whenever other members of a chapter come to visit or some shit. The eight duplex buildings in front are used by the higher ranking brothers.
    I park in front of the last one on the left and shut off the engine. Before I can walk around the car, Lynn's already pushing herself out the door and trying to hop on one leg. I bend my knees, take her arm and push my shoulder into her belly. Standing up to carry her fireman style, I close the door and open the back to get her backpack that Blue dropped off for her at the hospital. Knowing it’s not wise to carry her like this when she’s got forty-eight stitches in her neck, I’ll make this fast. I walk up to the house and pause to unlock the door. She's just hanging over my shoulder like a silent sack of potatoes. I know one hundred percent she's fuming on the inside so after locking the door I walk straight to the bedroom while I wait for the explosion. The moment I step over the threshold she starts to kick and scream.
    "You need to stop moving, Hotlips, before I drop you."
    "Yeah, well, you need to take me the fuck home! I'm not going into your bedroom! Not getting my ass into that bed or even touching those sheets. You might have wrapped your dick, but those VG juices of all the ho's that have come to visit are all over the place. No fucking way am I gonna put my ass on there! That shit is gonna rub off!”
    I chuckle at her logic. Sure, I fuck when I want to. I’m not gonna sugarcoat it and it doesn’t sound like I need to. However, there is one thing she needs to know.
    "Shut it, Hotlips. I never bring a cunt into my own bed. We have rooms for that shit in the clubhouse. Besides, now that I have myself an ol'lady, I don’t need another cunt."
    I smack her ass to