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“What the fuck were you thinking, dude? We got a whole bunch of strippers at Lust if you wanna fuck someone.” Army picked up his beer bottle.
Paco ripped the bottle out of his hand and flung it against the wall behind the bar. Amber shards of glass flew everywhere, and dark brown liquid streaked down the wall. “I don’t need you to fucking question my decisions. If you got a problem, let’s go outside and settle it. And don’t you talk shit about her.”
Steel stepped between the two. “I’m with Army and the rest on this. You shouldn’t have brought her to the club.” Turning to Army, he said, “And I agree with Paco—show her respect.”
Paco glanced over at Misty and she avoided his look. Pushing her hair over her face, it was like she was trying to make herself invisible. His insides pulled. “I said I fucking own this. If you want her gone, then I’ll get a place and go with her until she gets back on her feet.”
Surprise rolled over the brothers’ faces. Steel cleared his throat. “You don’t have to do that, bro. We’re not against you helping her out or her staying. It’s just we got a touchy situation in Silverado, and we don’t want to start shit with these assholes sooner than we’re ready.”
“I get that,” Paco said.
“Did anyone see you with her?” Steel asked.
“No. I just ran into her when I was riding through the town.”
Steel motioned for Misty to come over. With ashen face and trembling lips, she came and stood next to Paco. He slipped her hand in his; it was clammy and cold. He squeezed it lightly and she leaned against him.
“Have you told anyone you’re here?” Steel asked.
“No,” she said in a voice barely above a whisper.
“Did you tell anyone you were leaving Silverado?” Steel said.
She shook her head. “I didn’t plan any of this. Paco just saw me on the side of the road. Can I go now?”
Steel and the others stared at her for a couple of minutes, and Paco felt her body shaking. He bent down and whispered in her ear, “It’s okay. Nothing’s gonna happen to you. I’m here.”
“Go on,” Steel said.
Paco winked at her, and she smiled weakly and rushed out of the room. “Thanks,” he said to the men.
“If we find out she’s been lying, you’ll have to step aside while we deal with her,” Steel replied.
“What the fuck does that mean?” Paco asked.
“It means you’re too involved with her not to be biased,” Sangre answered.
“I’m not involved with her or anyone. I’m just helping her out, that’s all.”
“Yeah… keep telling yourself that shit.” Army laughed but moved away as if anticipating Paco’s fist on his jaw.
Anger curled around Paco’s nerves. “If you don’t shut the fuck up, asshole, I’m gonna make sure you do.”
Before Army could react, Steel looked hard at Paco. “Just make sure the club isn’t jeopardized in any way.”
He stepped back, his fists clenched. “How the fuck could you think I’d put the club in jeopardy?” He slammed his fist down on the bar. “We’re talking about the brotherhood. Fuck!”
“Chicks can mess up a guy,” Sangre said.
“No chick’s messing me up. Don’t ever think that I’d endanger the brotherhood.”
“You’re overreacting. I meant to make sure she isn’t lying to us. I’m not questioning your loyalty,” Steel said.
Glancing at the brothers, he saw smirks on their faces, and he wanted to take them all on. He knew they thought he was hooked on Misty, but they were wrong. He was just helping her out. The fact that his cock wanted inside her pussy didn’t mean squat.I’m a man, for fuck’s sake.He’d feel that way about any pretty woman who was staying in his room. It didn’t mean he wasinvolvedwith her, or that he wanted to be.
“No one knows she’s here. She isn’t lying,” he grumbled. Of that he was certain, but all the other load of crap she’d told him?She’s definitely lying about that shit.
As he walked away, he heard Shotgun say, “Never seen him this hooked before,” and the other men guffawed.
