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gaze. He called me a beautiful girl in Spanish. I liked that. A lot. I think his eyes are blue, but if they are, it’s a color so dark they almost looked black. Sensual bedroom eyes lined with experience that had my nipples joining my pussy in getting tight and hot. If he kept looking at me with all that sexual tension pouring off of him, I wouldn’t be held responsible for jumping him.
    “You wanna go somewhere?” he repeated in a low voice. “Just to talk for a little bit, away from all this bullshit.”
    While I wanted to follow him wherever he wanted to take me, I couldn’t make it that easy for him. “Is the party too much for you, old man?”
    Instead of getting offended, he full-out grinned and I swear my heart skipped a beat. “Feisty. I like that in a woman. Come with me, Ms. Sarah. I promise you nothing will harm you while you’re in my care. You can trust me.”
    “Trust you?” I meant for my words to come out in a scoffing manner, but instead they were a light whisper. I wasn’t even sure he heard over the now wailing electric guitar perfectly complimenting the pounding drums of the music throbbing around us.
    He rubbed his thumb against my jaw and I had to resist the urge to step closer to him and run my nipples over his chest to relieve the resulting sting that came from them being unbearably hard. “Yeah, baby girl, trust me. Come with me, I just want to talk with you.”
    “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
    As he smiled, the sun lines around his eyes deepened. “Sweetheart, I think it’s the best damn idea I’ve ever had.”
     

Chapter 2

    Carlos “Beach” Rodriguez
     
    T he gorgeous creature before me swayed closer despite her weak protests, and the scent she wore tore through me. Flowers and peaches, fresh, sticky-sweet and clean. The light from a nearby barrel fire cast flickering shadows over her face, making her appear like an innocent young girl one moment, a knowing temptress the next. She was a total knock-out, the kind of woman men, gay or straight, would stop to look at. Long, pale champagne-blonde hair, light blue eyes, and I was pretty sure she had freckles.
    So damn cute.
    I needed something to refresh my soul after all the shit I’d had to do the last few months. Not only did I have to deal with business back in Austin, I’d also been spending a lot of time up in Denver with the Iron Horse MC chapter outside’a the city. They were the newest chapter of Iron Horse MC nationally and I was a personal friend of the new President, Khan. Crazy fucker, but a good man and a solid leader. Once he got his feet under him, he’d have no problem dealing with club issues on his own, but I don’t think he realized how far he’d have to go to protect his position in the MC.
    Thankfully, Khan practices the same flavor of practical violence I do. We don’t seek the shit out, but if you want to fuck with us, you’d better kiss your loved ones goodbye now because we will come for you and we will find you. Always.
    In the second it had taken for these thoughts to flicker through my head, the woman’s attitude had changed, a bit of sass and fire coming through in the way she lifted her chin at me. Either she didn’t know who I was, or she was one ballsy bitch trying to stare me down.
    I liked it—a lot.
    To make sure I knew where I stood with her, I said, “Name’s Carlos Rodriquez, but everyone calls me Beach. I’m the National President of the Iron Horse MC.”
    When she burst out laughing I didn’t know what to make of her, and a curiosity I hadn’t felt in ages flared deep in my gut.
    “Well lah-di-dah,” she said in a teasing voice as she rolled her eyes, clearly unimpressed.
    In that instant I knew she was trouble, big trouble, but I also knew she was gonna be mine.
    She had no idea who she was talking to, or the fact that she was unknowingly insulting me. If I was a different kinda man, I might throw some attitude at her for not respecting my position, but that