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eye. It kills me to hurt her, but I don't want to say the things I need to say to Baby in front of an audience.  I'll just have to hope I can make things right with Rumor later, club business comes first.
    Rumor
    Damn it, I said I wouldn't shed any tears over any man, and here I am crying over Rebel and Baby. If I could save enough to leave here now I would, I get a trust fund from my mom when I turn twenty-one, but that's not for another couple years. Then they could be together and maybe someday I could have a relationship with my sister.  But the thought of never seeing Rebel smile at me again the way he does, or feeling his arms wrap around me in a tight embrace is enough to take my breath away, he is my best friend. I steady myself against the counter and take a deep breath.
    Striker comes into the kitchen just as I wipe my tears away. "Hey you okay?" He wraps his thick muscular arms around my shoulders.
    I place my hand on his wrist giving a reassuring squeeze. "Fine, just have been slicing onions, damn things make me tear up every time." I smile weakly at him. He smiles back at me with his pretty boy charm.
    "Say, I am taking Aspen to see one of those chick flicks this weekend, you and Rebel should come with us. I'm not taking no for an answer." He walks through the kitchen and out to the bar before I can say no. By the looks of the way things are progressing between Rebel and Baby, I am sure she will be more than glad to go with them.
    I wish more brothers would come in and place some orders to keep my mind from wandering off to thoughts of Rebel and Baby upstairs alone. I can only imagine what they are doing. No, Rumor stop this insanity you don't want a patched man with a Harley, you want a normal life with a hard working blue-collar man, if you want any man at all. Would Rebel walk away for me? I would never ask him to choose. His rightful place is with Baby and one day they will be running things around here. Hell from the looks of things with Grim and Sunshine on their honeymoon and Romeo in Chicago, they already are.
    Tread pokes his head through the window and asks me to come try to whoop his ass at pool. Might as well do something, there isn't any work to be had in the kitchen. I could use some fun. "I'll play, but I'd hate to humiliate you in front of your brothers."
    "Oh darlin', I can handle anything you throw my way." He winks at me, implying much more.
    Out at the bar the sight around me isn't unusual, the normal club whores are hanging around making themselves useful. I used to turn bright red when I would come out to the bar, but now it is nothing out of the ordinary and no one gives me a rough time.  All of the guys are brutal and rugged but they have a sort of sex appeal about them, but the thought of any of them trying to sleep with me brings back my nightmares, Rebel seems to be the only person who can chase them away.
    Tread racks the balls and lets me break. I have gotten pretty good at playing.  I lean down and line up my shot. As I am about to shoot I feel a man pressing tight against my backside, causing me to breakout in a cold sweat. Suddenly I am no longer playing pool with Tread; I am that scared little girl in Alabama again. Squirrel's breath penetrates my senses. I feel faint as I hear him whispering in my ear, 'love you so much Sarah, gonna' make you feel good. I'm going to show you how much you mean to me.'
    "Rumor, hey where did you go?" Tread is holding my head on his lap in the floor. Tears are leaking out of my eyes.
    "I must have fainted. Guess I forgot to eat and the heat got to me. I'm so sorry. I feel like an idiot." I say the first thing that comes to my mind. I don't want to freak him out with my demons.
    "Don't be sorry. Shit I was going to take it easy on ya. You didn't have to pass out to get out of an ass kickin'."  I wipe my eyes and try to get up slowly.
    "No rush, I don't mind a pretty face between my legs at the best of times or at the worst."  Tread laughs