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    “What do you mean you are denying him access?”  I ask Calvin, clearly not happy with this piece of news.
    “He didn’t pass background,” he states calmly. “What happened to your arms?”
    “I need you guys as a buffer, man, come on!” I respond, not so calmly and ignore his question about my arms.
    “Sorry, dude, but there a few things on there I can’t look past,” he tells me, still calm as a cucumber.
    “Like what?” I shout. “There can’t be anything that bad. The prick’s ex-military.”
    “He is?  I didn’t see that on his record. You know I can’t tell you what’s on there,” Calvin tells me as he picks up the background check and re-examines it.
    “Yeah, man. See? So, he couldn’t have done anything that bad if the military accepted him,” I say emphatically.  I really need Calvin to let him come here with me.
    “Okay, give me time to do a more thorough check.  I just did a cursory one since you wanted it rushed.”
    “Alright, Cal, thanks. Keep me in the loop,” I say, feeling deflated and defeated.
    “Keep your chin up and stay out of trouble,” he says in parting.
    I give him a head nod and walk out of his office fuming.  I am not mad at him, per se, I know the importance of keeping the club a safe place.  And since he married Charlie, he has been even more cautious, if that’s possible.  But if I can’t bring him here, what the hell am I going to do with him all week?  I am so angry that I head straight for the exit, not taking a minute to see who’s around.
    I push back through the opulent double doors, ripping the mask from my face.  Just as I am about to leave, I hear the distinct sound of flip-flops slapping on the marble floor, the cadence a clear wobble. Charlie.
    “Parker, wait up!” she shouts, knowing I have one foot out the door.  I could never walk away from her, so I turn to greet her.
    “Hey, mama.  How are you feeling?” I ask because I genuinely want to know.
    “Me? I’m fine. Ready to pop. Forget about me, though. What’s going on with you?  Your face is beet red.”
    Unable to hold my tongue today, I let her know about my frustrations. “Your husband is a pain in my ass,” I say maybe a little too loudly because I hear Monica snickering on the other side of the vestibule.
    “What’s the big lug done now?” she asks, a wide smile on her face.
    She’s so naturally beautiful, but when she talks about Calvin, her whole face lights up.  I can’t help but smile back at her.  “Nothing for you to worry about, sweetheart” I answer because I really don’t want to burden her with this bullshit.
    “Spill it, Hamilton” she demands.
    I huff then sigh. “Fine. I wanted to bring Chance to the club with me but your husband denied his membership,” I complain.  Now I feel like a tattletale.
    “Oh, well, I’m sure he has good reason.  He would never just deny him knowing how important it is to you,” she says, trying to placate.
    “Maybe. I don’t know. He won’t tell me what’s on the report.”
    “Come on Parker, you’re a lawyer, you know what could happen if he told you that kind of stuff.”
    “I know, I know.” I whine.
    Charlie gasps, her hands flying in the air. “I have an idea!” she shouts.
    “Shit. I don’t like the sound of that.” I rub my face waiting to hear her latest hair brain scheme.
    “Why don’t you and Chance come over for dinner one night?  I will invite Nick and LaLa, and we can have a nice dinner. Maybe play some games.  That way Calvin can get to know Chance, and maybe change his perception of him. And we can also get to know the dude who you are chained to for the next week.”
    “As fun as that seems,” I say sarcastically, “don’t you have enough on your plate planning for the babies’ arrival?”
    “Nah.  I got that all under control.  The registry is done, the bags are packed, the nursery is ready, and my mom has completely taken over all of the remaining little details.