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“I know,” Josie said in a whisper. She reached out and touched Reese’s arm. “I know. But I care about those girls.”

“Enough to take the fall?”

“That’s why I’m here.”

“Right. Because you needed me to do something for you. Which I did. Now the club needs to do their part. Maybe you should go somewhere else for a little while. Your boyfriend’s place or something.”

Reese knew the game he was playing. Toying with Josie, wanting to see how she reacted.

“I don’t have a boyfriend, Reese. I work and go home. That’s my life.”

“No boyfriend,” he said, suddenly feeling angry. “So, you fucked things up and have no boyfriend.”

“What? I fucked things up? What did I fuck up?”

“Yourself,” Reese said. He pulled away from Josie. “I saw the damn pregnancy test, Josie. You handed me a bag with drugs in it and a positive pregnancy test. Now, I’m not a fan of your old man, never was. But I can see him spinning in his grave right now at that.”

“Reese…”

“No. I have to give this to my club. I’m the goddamn VP. It’s part of my job here. And we’re going to go after Starla and the rest of the girls. And you need to tell us everything you know. I’ll do my best to keep Levi back if you want to talk to the girls first. But you’re pregnant. You shouldn’t be in the middle of this shit.”

“Reese. Stop.”

“What? I don’t give a shit, Josie. What you do between your legs is your business. Same with me. But you fu-”

Josie jumped forward and slapped Reese across the face.

That shut him up pretty quickly.

He touched his cheek and felt his nostrils flare.

Josie touched his face again. “Sorry. I had to do that.”

“Right.”

Reese gritted his teeth. He was flustered. The thought of some guy touching Josie…his Josie… getting her pregnant…

“You look really angry,” Josie said.

“I am.”

“Why?”

“I’m always angry, sweetheart,” he said. “I’ll get you your bag. You should talk to Levi though.”

Reese backed away. She grabbed his leather cut and tugged.

That brought back a flood of memories Reese thought he’d left burning a long time ago.

“Josie…”

“I have to tell you something,” she said.

“Lay it on me then.”

“It’s about the pregnancy test.”

“Of course it is.”


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