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play with and pretty to look at, but you should not go there. Just decide now to set temptation aside.”
    Jase Spencer was a young hockey player who had pretended interest in her. Because he was a nice guy who noticed she was lonely, he set out to entertain her for a couple of evenings. She hadn’t seen or heard from him since returning home, but to be fair, she hadn’t left him her number and certainly hadn’t expected anything. Snorting in amusement at the idea of her with Jase, she finished packing.
    Downstairs in the main room of the clubhouse, she looked at the men scattered around the room, her gaze glancing across the scantily-dressed women seated with many of them. She sighed as she sized-up her options for a ride to the storage unit where she kept the bike parked. One of the visiting Chicago members waved her over, and wrapping an arm tenderly around her shoulders, greeted her with a squeeze. He had his long, white hair tied back with a bandana and nuzzled the side of her head with one of his most striking features, a dark, full mustache. “Tugboat,” she greeted him fondly, sliding an arm underneath his leather cut to return his hug.
    “DeeDee. You are looking lovely as ever, my lady. What a beauty.” He smiled at her, bringing his hand up to softly pat her face. “You take my breath away.”
    “Goofball,” she joked. “Hey, Mason wants me in Chicago on Winger’s bike. Can you give me a lift over to storage ?”
    “You betcha , pretty lady. I could be ready now if you are, or you can let me know when. I place myself at your service. Anything you need.” He smiled and winked, flirting as natural to him as breathing, but as always, she knew he didn’t mean anything by it. He was a good-looking man and well respected in the club. No way would he be interested in her when he could have any young thing he wanted.
    “Now is good. If that works for you.” She lifted her bag to show him. “I’m all packed and ready. I want to get the bike to the shop and check it out quick. That way I can be back here in time to pull out with you guys. I don’t want to ride up there on my own.”
    He frowned and looked at her through squinted eyes. “I’ll follow you to the shop and stay until you’re ready to come back. That way you’re never alone, pretty lady.” Reaching out, he took her bag from her hand. “Let me.”
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    Hoss watched DeeDee leave the clubhouse with Tugboat, jealousy slicing through him. He saw the indecision on her face as she walked down the stairs and thought for a minute she was coming to him, but then Tug had waved her over. He knew Tug would be headed back to Chicago with them today, and wondered if this exit was him leaving early. But why would he take DeeDee with him?
    Picking up his beer, he walked to the open door of Bingo’s office behind the bar. The Fort Wayne chapter was structured differently than others, as they only had a few officers. The main ones were President, which was Bingo; their Treasurer, Torres, who was also manager at Down Range, one of the club’s businesses; Road Captain, a position currently filled by PBJ; and Gunny, an ex-Marine, was Sargent-at-Arms. No Veep, no Lieutenant. That meant there wasn’t anyone to run interference for Bingo when members wanted to see him, which worked in Hoss’ favor right now.
    Knocking as he walked in, he pulled one of the metal chairs back from the desk and sat, staring at Bingo steadily. “Where’s DeeDee going with Tug?” Might as well get the question out there. He hadn’t made any secret about his interest in the woman over the past year or so, which would make it more of an issue if Tug were making a play for her.
    Bingo stared back at him for a minute, then said, “He’s probably taking her over to get Winger’s bike. Mason wants her at the party.”
    “Why would he want that? She hasn’t been going to barbecues or anything with the club. She might live in our house, but she hides from club business. Why force