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Lore kisses my cheek, ignoring the sudden tension in the air and the daggers being thrown his way by his club brother. He’s good at that. Nothing much gets to Lore. His leather cut rubs against my bare shoulders, and I melt into the soft material.

“Nothing. We’re just heading out,” I say, sharing a wide-eyed look with Ora, who simply smirks.

Rome, their president, calls out for Church, which is a club meeting all patched members must attend.

“Danger it is,” I mutter, grabbing Ora’s hand and steering her out.

I don’t know what game he’s playing.

But I don’t want to be a part of it.

HAZE

“You haven’t fucked me since she walked through those doors,” Daisy pouts, leaning against my doorframe. It’s been a few hours since Church finished, and I’m about to get in the shower and head over to my record label. I’m recording my first album, and most of the songs are about Luella.

“I need your cock, Haze.” She rubs her thighs together and licks her lips. “Let me relieve some of your tension. You don’t want me to fuck someone else while I’m pregnant with your child, do you?”

I grit my teeth because if she were carrying my child, I probably wouldn’t want her to, but my gut is telling me that isn’t the case. Even if it is my child, I’m not going to be with her. It will just mean we’d need to work out a healthy co-parenting arrangement.

“I’m sorry, Daisy, but we’re not going to be fucking again,” I say, being honest with her. “You’ll be taken care of no matter what, but we’re done.”

She steps farther into my bedroom and pulls off her top. She’s not wearing a bra, and her big tits sway as she takes a step closer. Yeah, my cock twitches because it’s been neglected since Luella came back into my life, but I’m not tempted by her at all. There’s only one woman I want, the one who had my heart long before I was a biker.

“Daisy—”

I’m about to tell her to redress and get out of my room when Luella walks past my door, pausing when she sees Daisy standing there half naked.

Fuck.

I can’t catch a damn break.

I don’t know what I did to deserve all this bad karma, but it’s like the world is out to get me.

“At least close the fucking door, Haze. This isn’t a sex club,” she calls out, her eyes flickering with pain before she masks it.

Fuck.

“Luella,” I holler after her, but she’s gone.

“Out, Daisy, and don’t try any of this bullshit again,” I bark, picking up her top and handing it to her.

“Fine, I’ll just go and see what one of the other men is doing,” she purrs, but I don’t miss the anger written across her expression.

If she’s waiting for jealousy, she’s not going to get it. She can’t think I’m going to get possessive about her now.

When she’s gone, I lock my door and take a quick shower before finding Luella playing pool with the twins. She sinks two balls while Bones is checking out her ass as she bends over to play her shots, and I send him a look that tells him he’s about to get a fist to the face if he doesn’t stop looking at what’s mine.

He lifts his hands in submission, blue eyes dancing with humor. His twin, Skull, sits there and studies us over the rim of his beer. Bones is always playing around, and Skull is always watching quietly. That’s how I tell those fuckers apart.

“Can I talk to you?” I ask her when she raises those beautiful green eyes to me.

My mind roams back to when we were teens, and I swallow hard at the memory. I’d allowed myself one moment of weakness before I left and gave her her first kiss.

I’ve never forgotten it—one single taste of heaven. She tasted like peaches, and her lips were so soft and plump.

I’ve never had a long-term relationship, and I never even thought to settle down. And I know the reason is now staring right at me.

There’s never been room in my heart for anyone else but her.