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her to stick around.
    Her mouth twists into a smirk, and I think she’s trying not to laugh. I reach out and run my fingers up her bare thigh, up under her shirt to her hip. “Well, at least you’re direct.”
    “Got no time for bullshit.”
    “Will you teach me how you like it done?”
    I assume she means I need to teach her how to give a blowjob, which is fine by me. “Fuck, yeah.”
    Her stomach rumbles and I get a prick of something. A conscience? Concern for someone other than my dick? That’s new. Throwing off the sheet, I sit up and pull her to me. Her arms settle around my neck and she tips her head down. “Guess you’re hungry?”
    She nods so vigorously, it makes me laugh. “I think I’ll be a more attentive student if I’m not lightheaded from hunger.”
    Christ, she’s cute. “Give me a second.”
    When I return from the bathroom, she’s wearing her skirt from last night and my T-shirt. Except, now she’s tied it in a knot at her hip. “Cute.”
    Her smile’s bright and beautiful. I could compliment her all day long if that face were the reward. The way she watches me pull on jeans and a shirt has me wanting to say fuck it to the food but I keep it together.
    My cock doesn’t control me, as much as it thinks otherwise.

    Weird. In my head, I imagined hanging out at the Iron Bulls MC clubhouse would be fun and exciting. Decadent and dirty. And it was. Last night. This morning, it’s a bunch of hungover half-dressed people.
    As soon as we enter the main room, one of Romeo’s club brothers calls him over and he drags me along.
    “Everything good?” he asks the guy whose leather vest reads “Nero.”
    Nero glances at me and I’m about to take that as my cue to get lost when Romeo pulls me into his lap. His arm bands around my waist keeping me tethered to his body. Nero raises an eyebrow before continuing the conversation.
    “Yeah. No trouble. All clear.”
    Romeo nods as if the vague words have some meaning to him. The nod seems to also dismiss Nero and he ambles away without saying anything else.
    “Is there a reason you didn’t introduce me to your friend?”
    Romeo stares at me, and I wonder if I offended him or pissed him off.
    I don’t get to find out, because Dante and Karina join us. She gives me a pointed stare and I grin back at her. Throwing a thumbs up would probably be childish so I contain myself. Barely.
    “There should be breakfast in the kitchen, Shortcake,” Romeo says, giving me a nudge off his lap.
    “Do you want anything?”
    That sexy smirk that makes me want to rip my clothes off and drag him into the nearest private room twists his mouth. “You know what I want.”
    I can’t help but lean over and kiss his cheek which seems to surprise him. “Bring back coffee?” he asks.
    “You got it.”
    Karina points to the kitchen doors and follows me inside.
    As soon as the double doors stop flapping behind us, she grabs my hand. “Are you okay?”
    “Oh, yeah.”
    Her gaze slides to the kitchen doors and she waves a jerky hand in the air. “Romeo? Really?”
    “Why not? You’ve got a sexy-ass biker, why can’t I have one?”
    She rolls her eyes. “He’s not a Ken doll.”
    “You’re telling me . Ken wishes he had a—”
    “Stop right there. I don’t want to know anything about Romeo’s package.”
    I grin like a fool, because my best friend knows exactly how my mind works and what words were about to jump off my tongue. Her face softens. “He seems to really like you. I’ve never seen him so…nice before.”
    “Really?”
    Instead of answering, she frowns. “Does he know you’re leaving for California?”
    “Well, we didn’t really do a lot of talking.”
    “Ew.”
    I snort. “Why are you being such a prude?”
    “I’m not.” She hesitates. Bites her lip. I know my friend well enough to know something’s bothering her. “What’s wrong, Karina?”
    “Dante work you over good last night?” one of the girls asks. She looks familiar and I’m