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and as much of me as I can before I pick her up, and carry her to the bed. Laying her down, I tuck her in, and slide in right beside her.
    Her arms wrap around me, and she buries her face into my neck. I feel her eyelashes brush against me, and I just hold her. I’ve never been much for holding a woman, but right now, I wouldn’t be anywhere other than right here with her.  
    Closing my eyes, I wait for her breathing to even out, before I fall asleep.

    Waking up the next morning, I’m lying on my back, and Sailor has her leg thrown over me. Just thinking about moving her, slightly gets me fucking hard. She starts to stir, and her leg slides across my dick. I have to take a few deep breaths to keep from sinking into her.  
    Sliding out from under her, I pull on a pair of clean jeans and a tee shirt, before making my way out the door. Lying in bed with a naked Sailor for the rest of the morning, will definitely lead to way more than it fucking should.  
    When I make it into the clubhouse, I see Striker sitting at the bar with a beer in his hand. When he sees me, he gets up from his stool, and walks towards me. I know I should have anticipated his swing, but I didn’t think he was that fucking stupid.  
    His fist connects with my jaw, and I grab him by the neck, and push him into the bar. “You have a problem?” I growl. I put pressure on his neck, and I can see the anger in his eyes.  
    He pushes me off of him, and stands up to his full height. “What do you want with her? Go fuck one of the club whores if you need to get laid. Stay the hell away from her.”  
    “We’re not fucking.” He looks at me with a questioning expression, but I don’t give a fuck. “But, she was begging me to fuck her before she jumped into your bed yesterday. How does it feel to be second choice?” He launches himself at me, and I drop him to the ground with little effort. I kick him in the gut, and he sucks in a breath, and starts to cough.  
    “Come at me again, and you’ll wish I continued to stay away from her. I’ll finally take her rough and hard. She’ll never need you to fuck her again.” He covers his stomach, and I hear a gasp from behind me. When I turn around, I see Sailor watching me with a wide-eyed expression. Her eyes go between Striker and me, and part of me doesn’t feel bad at all for her hearing what I just said. She seems to think that I’m some fairy tale prince that will save her from the darkness. I’ll more than likely be the one pulling her into it.
    Walking past her, I make my way to the room. I pull my jacket on before heading out to my bike. Before I can leave, I hear her calling my name. Stopping what I’m doing, I look at her, and she comes running towards me. I expect her to flip out on me, but she surprises me when she asks, “Can I go with you?”  
    Reaching out my hand, I help her on my bike, and we take off into the California heat. I didn’t really have a specific place in mind, but I doubt she cares about that. She seems like she just wants to leave. If I could do anything, that is definitely it.  

    We spend the next few hours on the road. I let her pick the turns, and we end up finding ourselves in the middle of some forest. Pulling over in a campground, I put my kickstand down. I help her off my bike, before I get off too. She grabs my hand, and practically drags me with her to who fuckin’ knows where.  
    My phone starts to ring, and I see that it’s my old man. She looks at me, and has a confused look when I don’t answer it. “What if it’s important?” she questions.  
    “I’ll call him back later,” I state. She doesn’t seem to like my answer, but she doesn’t say anything. When she finally comes to a stop, I see a bench, so I take a seat. I wait for her to come and sit next to me. Now is the perfect fucking time to ask her more about Marco, and their relationship.
    “Why did you want to come with me?” I know it’s off topic of what information I really