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the head. What a fucking bitch! I watched as she disappeared down the hall, leading to the bedrooms located in the back of the clubhouse.
    The crowd of women had scattered . I noticed the guys were now done with their meeting, and everyone was departing to their rooms for the night. I spotted Luke across the room, engaging in serious conversation with Possum. I saw Punkin lurking nearby, and decided to join her.
    “I wish they would hurry up. Hell, I’m tired,” she said, pulling another cigarette from its pack , and sticking it to her painted lips.
    “May I have one of those?” I asked, remembering my promise to myself to try it once I had got home. Maybe the nicotine would help with my nerves, which Red had so conveniently got on.
    “You smoke?” Punkin asked me , surprised, her black painted lashes reaching her eyebrows as her eyes widened.
    “No, but when I was with Charlie, I thought of what I would give to have a cigarette. I just thought I would try.”
    “Who ’s Charlie?” she asked, not taking her eyes off me, or making a move to give me the cigarette my mouth was suddenly watering for.
    “He was the man who kidnapped me.” Did she not know that?
    “Oh, no shit? What, did he hold you for ransom or somethin’?” I looked into her bright eyes, trying to figure out if she was fucking with me or not.
    “No, he took me and Maddie, then gave Maddie back to Luke, kept me for a couple days, then exchanged me for Frankie.” My eyes flitted back to the cigarette pack, hoping Punkin would get the message. She didn’t.
    “I’ll be damned,” she said, taking a long pull from her cigarette.
    “Punkin, can I please have a cigarette?” I asked impatiently.
    “Yeah, honey. Sorry, I get sidetracked.” I should have asked what memory my kidnapping had triggered, but I was too busy snatching the smoke from Punkin’s fingers. “Don’t go to choking on that shit now, or I’ll have to give you mouth-to-mouth, and Possum will get jealous.” I smiled as I held the cigarette between my lips and allowed her to light it. I pulled a drag into my mouth and blew it out, without inhaling. “You like it?” she asked, smiling at me. Did I like it? It tasted different, but it wasn’t bad.
    “I think so,” I said , putting the cigarette to my lips and taking another drag. This time, I inhaled and coughed as the smoke filled my lungs. “Damn, that burns,” I muttered through the smoke that poured from my nostrils and mouth.
    “You’ll get use d to it. But remember, you didn’t get it from me.” Punkin scurried off in the opposite direction, as I felt the presence of someone behind me.
    “You know, those things are pretty addictive.” I turned to see Luke smirking behind me. “Do you mind?” he ask ed, taking the cigarette from my fingers. I followed his movement, as he brought the cigarette to his own lips and took a deep drag, inhaled, then blew the smoke over the top of my head.
    “You smoke?” I asked, obviously knowing the answer.
    “I did,” he said shortly, throwing the cigarette on the floor, and putting it out with the heel of his boot. “I have a promise to keep.” Thoughts of cigarettes fled my mind as I felt butterflies form in my stomach. I looked up into Luke’s face, still bruised from the beating he had taken to protect his cut.
    “Come to bed with me?” I turned on my heel, grabbing his hand and pulling him behind me. I heard his low chuckle , as he allowed me to lead him out of the double doors of the clubhouse. As soon as the cold air blasted us, I was jerked back and pushed up against the outside wall of the building. I could feel the steady bass of the music reverberating through the walls, and vibrating against my back as Luke grabbed my face in his hands and closed his mouth over mine. I opened to him and he began kissing me deep, his tongue working mine over and over, as his hands found the hem of my shirt and pushed it up over my breasts, taking my bra with it. He released my