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glanced at the woman standing beside him, her face soft, vulnerable, and he wanted to tell her that thinking she’d get involved and become an old lady with Tuck, or any of the brothers, probably wouldn’t happen. Yeah, a few of the men had old ladies now, but the truth was a club girl rarely laid down permanently with a member.
    “I don’t sleep with the guys,” she said, and caught him looking at her when she glanced his way. “I’m having a rough patch in my life right now, and my friend Bobbie,” she pointed to one of the club girls speaking to Pierce, “said that I could talk with the president of this club and see about staying here for a while. Lucien said I can stay here, and help pay for my way by cleaning up and cooking on occasion.”
    Cain didn’t say anything.
    “Believe me, I wouldn’t be here unless I absolutely had no other choice. I just need time to get back on my feet.”
    That was news to him, unusual, too, as the club was for the guys to hold up when they needed, not a boarding house for pussy. But that was her business, and he didn’t give a shit about that either. He kept to himself and thought others should as well. But as he stared at this young woman who clearly was eyeing Tuck, he wanted to make something known to her so she didn’t think things would progress in a way that was not normal in this lifestyle.
    “If you’re thinking you can tame one of the members, make them see you as more than a woman that brings them drinks, or a hole to put their dick in, you should wake up right now, sweetheart.” He didn’t mean it to sound like he was being an asshole, even though it probably came out that way. She seemed like an honest enough girl, but this was a whole other level where she was concerned.
    “I don’t know what you mean.” She turned away and grabbed the beers.
    “Listen, I don’t care what you do in your life, but you seem like you may have had a tough run, and I thought you should know that the guys may have old ladies, but they aren’t club pussy.”
    She stared at him with a hard eye. “I said I’m not a club pussy, or sweet-butt, or whatever in the hell you call them. I am just a girl trying to get back on her feet.” And then she turned away from him.
    Good for her for sticking up for herself, but he was already past the drama, and focused on Violet once more. He shouldn’t go see her, shouldn’t even think about her. But that didn’t stop him from heading out of the club.
    Yeah, he was fucked, and knew this couldn’t possibly end well.
    He stood, went past the guys getting lap dances and blowjobs, some snorting coke off of the big ass tits of the clubwomen, and headed out of the clubhouse. He didn’t want any of that shit, didn’t even want to be involved in that right now while he had Violet on the mind. Once outside he went over to his bike, grabbed his helmet, and straddled the big piece of machinery. It was dark, the air cool, and a perfect time for a ride. Being locked up and not being able to ride had been hell. Cain lived on his Harley, rode with his brothers, and it was ingrained in him, ran through his veins. Even though he had been out for some time now, riding as often as he could, it didn’t feel like enough. It would never be enough, and he had a lot of fucking time to make up.
    He pulled out onto the road, let the freedom of being able to go anywhere he wanted with nothing holding him filling his veins, and knew where he was heading was not where he needed to go. He hadn’t seen Violet in so damn long, years, and although he thought about her every day, made sure she was safe and taken care of, the fact remained that she might not even want to see him anymore. He had pushed her away, and moving on with her life was what he wanted her to do. Going over there might start a whole slew of shit neither of them wanted nor needed. But Cain needed to tell her about taking out Carl, needed her to be able to have peace finally, because even if he knew