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“Maybe I’ll have to play with my pussy and get ready for you. You sure you don’t know how long you’ll be?”

“Baby, you’re gonna be the death of me.”

“Wanna lick my fingers later? You might taste a treat.”

A husky groan escaped. “This is fuckin’ torture.”

“Hurry up with your club business,” I replied breathlessly.

Never took long for me to grow needy in his presence.

Bodie muffled the phone and I heard someone speaking in a furious tone.

“Fuck. Need you to do something for me, Sasha.” His tone was so serious that my smile disappeared.

“Yes?”

“Don’t leave the Crossroads.”

He’d already mentioned that before so I wasn’t sure why he was bringing it up again.

“I’m staying the night just like I promised,” I reminded him.

“The whole weekend, baby.”

Shit. I couldn’t do that. “I can’t, Bodie.”

“You don’t have to work, right?”

“No, but Gina’s kids are expecting me. They’re alone tonight and Saturday night.”

“Can’t someone else drop in and check on them?”

“No. Not anyone else that Gina would trust.”

He mumbled a curse. “You don’t go alone. I’m sending Patriot and one of the prospects with you.”

Great. A big

biker babysitter. “I don’t think that’s necessary.”

“I do.” His tone became hard and I sighed.

“Fine. I’ll bring Patriot with me.”

“Good.”

“Wait. I thought you said you were coming home tonight?”

More muffled voices and I thought I heard an argument.

“Change of plans. You have a girl’s night or read one of your sex books, baby.”

Sex books? “They’re romance novels.”

Bodie snorted. “Uh huh. Just remember, no vibrator. Nothing other than your own fingers, sweetheart. I’m a jealous motherfucker.”

Laughter echoed in the background and I rolled my eyes. “Whatever.”


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