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but it was pretty damn cool.
    Spring break brought out the hotties for sure. And let’s just say I needed to get back on the saddle. After seeing Frankie two hours ago, I was struggling and I sure as hell didn’t need that shit in my head again.
    Everyone was having a good time. Titan and Shadows were dancing with a couple hot brunettes and I was looking around for a—specific type. I grabbed some more shooters. Jell-O shots, mixing rum and Jack probably wasn’t a great idea, but I was ready to get lit up.
    I saw what I was looking for, a hot curly dark haired girl with a Hispanic flair. She had a tight body, nice full ass and tits that looked to be a bit more than a mouthful. The black dress hit above the knees at that spot that made you wonder what the hell was up there. She looked up and away quickly. I wasn’t sure if she was looking at me or not but I didn’t care. You don’t go out looking like that expecting to blend. I started walking towards her and I spotted Ace immediately. He put his hand on the small of her back and whispered in her ear. She tossed her head back and covered her face laughing. I wanted to tear his head off.
    He took her hands and placed them on his shoulders and they began to dance. I watched him smiling and laughing. I got a chuckle out of the fact that his nose was a bit bent. “Fucker.”
    I looked around needing to find a distraction or I was gonna be back on the shit list when I tore that bastard apart again.
    I grabbed a chick I noticed had been eyeing me earlier.
    “Dance?”
    She nodded and took my hand and followed me closer to Ace. I wanted to make sure he knew I was here and then take the girl he was with home and fuck her.
    “Tonya,” she smiled. “My name is Tonya.”
    “Jaxson.” I pulled her closer as we danced.
    “I’m from Minnesota.”
    “Cool. I live here.”
    “Cool.”
    “I’m on Spring Break…”
    I kissed her just to shut her the hell up. I didn’t give a fuck who she was or where she was from.
    I felt someone bump into me, pried my lips off Minnesota, then turned and saw the chick I’d be banging tonight was the guilty party.
    “Excuse me, miss,” I said loud enough for Ace to hear me.
    He looked at me and glared.
    “Well hello there, Ace. How’s it been?” He didn’t say a word. “Did this beautiful lady hear what a douche bag you are?”
    “Go fuck yourself, Jax.”
    “You do know that act is supposed be done with a partner. You may have to resort to doing it alone but I’ve never had a problem finding a willing participant.” Minnesota snorted. “Hey doll, how about you go grab us a drink?”
    I handed her some cash and she headed to the bar.
    “Dancing requires two people as well, Jax, so how about you run along with your little friend…”
    “No, I’m good here, thanks. I’ll wait till your dance partner gets sick of smelling your nasty stench and wants to come dance with a man who knows what he’s doing. Sweetheart, why don’t you come over here?”
    She turned and looked up at me. “I’m good, thanks.”
    I tried not to look stunned but I was.
    “I’m good, Jax, was it?”
    “She’s good.” Ace pulled her closer.
    She leaned up and kissed him, she fucking kissed him.
    “Frankie,” I grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back, “Not him.”
    “Back the fuck off, Irons,” Ace growled and pulled her tighter against him.
    “Frankie, I’m not fucking…”
    “Aren’t you supposed to be on night duty?” She used those fucking air quotes when she said night duty.
    “That’s neither here nor fucking there!” I air quoted that shit right back. “Not him!”
    “Back the fuck off, Iron!” Ace yelled.
    “When I bust your nose this time, you gonna go crying to the Commander?”
    “You touch me and I’ll be ready, mother fucker. You won’t be getting a bitch slap in this time.”
    “The only bitch in that jab was you Ace!”
    I drew my arm back and Frankie’s hand came up and she slapped me across the face.
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