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grabbed her hand and pulled her towards me. “Not him!”
    “Get your hands off me!”
    Shadows and Titan grabbed me and pulled me back as I was stepping around her to go after Ace.
    “Not here, man.”
    I watched as she turned and kissed him again.
    “Get her the FUCK away from him!”
    “Jax, that’s enough man. It’s been three years. He’s nothing…”
    “That’s Frankie! That’s Will’s kid sister,” I pulled away from them and started to walk towards her.
    She whispered in his ear and they both started laughing. I saw red and then I was jacked back by Titan and Shadows—again.
    “You two better take your fucking hands off of me!”
    “Is there a problem here?” A tanned up, waxed beach bitch walked over flexing his muscles and I laughed. “What’s so fucking funny?”
    “You, are you fucking kidding me?”
    “Nothing, sorry about that.” Shadows stood in front of me while Titan shoved me down in a bar stool.
    “Cut the shit, man, or they’ll kick your ass out,” Titan growled in my ear.
    “Like I give a shit.”
    “Look up at the stage, man. Little Will is about to enter the wet t-shirt contest. You wanna miss that?”
    “Over my dead…” Titan and Shadows shoved me back down. “Back the fuck off.”
    “What the fuck is wrong with you, man? Get a damn grip, Lieutenant!”
    “She doesn’t even have a fucking t shirt on. She wouldn’t…” She turned as the DJ handed her a t shirt and pulled the dress down as she slipped the white Hot Tuna shirt over her body. I closed my eyes as she turned around. Fuck !
    I sat and watched as she danced to some dirty ass song I think was called Talk Dirty. She avoided the water and was pretty damn tame compared to the rest of chicks up there until two girls in the front of the crowd started egging her on. She took a shot from each of them and her face scrunched up as whatever the hell they gave her went down.
    Then she looked out over the crowd, cupped her hand to her ear and made the come here signal. The place roared and she walked down the stairs into the crowd, shaking that round ass that had never been there before. She was working the crowd, eye fucking every guy she grinded up against and then pushing them off when they got too close and laughed. She started doing her own thing, a fucking striptease if you ask me. I was this fucking close to jacking her ass up and out of here when she stomped to the beat of the music towards me, hands gliding up her side and into that black curly hair. I could see black lace, sexy as hell and I forced my eyes up to meet hers.
    She was right in front of me, pulled my knees apart and started bending her back as she pushed her very nice tits further out.
    “Chest to chest, tongue to neck, international oral sex,” She sang in my ear.
    She circled her hips to the beat of the music turning her back to me. She bent slowly over, shoving her ass between my legs. I was drunk and it took every ounce of control I had to not grab her ass right then and there.
    Control and I don’t really play well together. I put my arm around her waist and pulled her up so she was against me.
    “No more, Frankie.”
    “Put me down, Jax.”
    I walked out into the street carrying her and hailed a cab.
    “Put me down, Jax!”
    “I’m taking your ass home!”
    “You’re not my fucking father, Jax.” She squirmed as the cab pulled over.
    I pushed her head down and shoved her in the cab.
    The cabby looked concerned. “She’s drunk. Atlantic Ave.”
    “You’re drunk, too!”
    “No kidding!”
    “Miss, would you like me to call the police?”
    “Fuck! Frankie, don’t be so fucking difficult.” Unreal I was gonna end up in jail tonight.
    “Miss?”
    She looked at me, her big brown eyes confused and scared. She shook her head no.
    “You have to answer him, Frankie.”
    “No,” her voice broke and she took in a deep quivering breath and tears started to fill her eyes.
    “Where to then, Frankie?”
    “I don’t know?” She