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If I knew she’d show up at the clubhouse one day, I wouldn’t have touched anyone.

“What do you want to drink? Vodka cranberry?”

She nods. “Yes, please.”

Luella often changes up her drinks, but I’ve made sure the bar is stocked with cranberry juice after she ordered it the first time.

I turn to Rose and order one.

“You look so beautiful tonight,” I say, whispering into Luella’s ear. “Can’t wait to see that red lipstick staining my cock tomorrow morning. All fucking mine.”

She laughs and playfully slaps my arm. “Maybe, if you play your cards right.”

“You saying you aren’t a sure thing?” I tease, and she rolls her eyes, our previous drama forgotten.

The music gets louder, and the drinks start flowing. Luella goes off to dance with Ora while I stay put at the bar with War, watching them.

“Haze, long time no see.” I turn my head to see long pink nails now resting on my bicep. Raising my gaze, I see they belong to Amy, a woman I’ve fucked a few times. She’s wild and up for anything. She’s also married and works in one of the retail stores in town—I fucking hope that Luella doesn’t know her.

I gently slide her hand off me. “Nice to see you, Amy. But I’m taken now, so you’re going to have to find someone else to fuck around with.”

She throws her head back and laughs until she realizes I’m not playing. “Wait, you’re serious? You’re not the settling-down type.”

My eyebrows rise. “You telling me who I am? I am the settling-down type for one woman only. We had our fun, but it’s in the past. I hope you have a good night.”

Nice. Sweet. To the point.

If she doesn’t take the hint, I’m going to have to change my strategy.

“Maybe she will let me join you both,” she asks, and I’m about to tell her that I’m not sharing my woman with anyone, even another woman, when Luella appears in front of me, her emerald-green eyes narrowed to slits.

Goddammit!

LU

“Maybe she will let me join you both,” Amy says, batting her fake lashes at Haze.

I was dancing with Ora, having a good time, when she tapped my shoulder and pointed at Haze. Lo and behold, Amy, a woman who works in town near the bakery, is standing there flirting with Haze.

I didn’t want any more drama tonight after the shock of Romeo being a Serpents’ prospect, but here we are.

“Maybe she won’t,” I reply, flashing her a fake smile. I push between her and Haze, and his arms come around me.

“Won’t share her with anyone,” Haze replies, gently brushing my curls off my shoulder and placing a soft kiss there.

Amy looks genuinely surprised at his declaration.

That shit only serves to piss me off more. “What does your husband have to say about this?”

She purses her hot pink lips and lifts her chin. “What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.” She flashes a smirk at Haze. “If you ever want to fuck in secret, call me.”

My jaw drops open at the fucking audacity.

Fuck it. I’m going to kick her ass. I move to storm after her.

Haze grabs me, stopping me from going. “She’s not worth it, baby.”

“You fuck married women too? Was anyone off-limits?” I snap, feeling oddly disappointed in him.