“You off to that doctor chick’s again?” Hawk calls out. Gunner is in on leave and they’re enjoying the party tonight. Before Skye, I would have been right in the mix. The party is in full swing and a mixture of the single men from our crew, and a few of Skull’s men, most notably Torch and Beast. Torch is presently getting his cock sucked on by the twins. My cock protests. He hasn’t seen action in so long, the bastard hates me. I’ve even stopped yanking off to my own hand, because it got to where it just made me miss sex more. My damn dick has been permanently hard, since I got Skye off in the car two days ago.

“What doctor?”

Son of a bitch, I look over at the nurse from hell, Melissa. You can see the hate pouring off her. She’s been pissed at me since I called it quits. She’s in Nailer’s lap and it’d take an idiot not to see where that’s going.

“None of your fucking business,” I growl, though I’m sure she knows. She’s just being a bitch. “Make sure you suit up man,” I warn Nailer. I’ve not advertised the fact that the fucking gash gave me the clap, but I’d feel like an ass if I didn’t warn him somehow. I need to talk to Dragon. He told me he was going to bar this bitch from coming back here.

“Always man!”

“Fuck you!” Melissa yells, and that’s it. I was just going to wait until I talked to Dragon again, but I don’t want this bitch in my club anymore. I march over to Nailer, yank her out of his lap, and pull her away.

“What the fuck are you doing? Let me go!” she bitches, pulling against my hold, but I don’t let her go. Instead, I pull her to the front door.

“You been talking about the club to Skye.”

“So?” she huffs.

“First, you are never to speak of shit that takes place in this club, but you not only did it, you did it to cause problems between me and her, and that fucking shit don’t fly.”

“If you’re dating her, she knows all about us club girls anyways. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go inside, and get with a real man.”

“Hey man, what’s going on?” Nailer asks at the door, but I ignore him.

“That fucking shit right there can end too. You aren’t part of this club, bitch. You ain’t nothing but easy pussy. You think you can cause shit, and poison my woman against me? You think you can make yourself look big by saying you’re one of ours? Fuck that shit. You’re out of here. You don’t get back through these motherfucking doors, and if one of my brothers see you, they’ll kick you out on your ass.”

“Fuck you! You couldn’t wait to get your dick in me before that fancy whore of a doctor came along. Well, she opens her legs just like the fucking rest of us. She ain’t special!”

“That’s where you’re wrong. Fuck, the only reason I ever touched you was for the fucking pills you pushed my way. If I hadn’t been blown out of my mind, I would have never let my dick near you. Now get the fuck out of here, before I show you exactly what Savage MC does with people who think they can talk shit about us in public.”

“You’ll regret this, and your damned girlfriend will too. Just wait and see. I have connections. You made a big, freaking mistake thinking you could tell me what to do.”

“The only fucking mistake I made, was messing with you in the first damned place. But Skye is my old lady. You want to pick a fight with her, you better fucking realize she has the club’s protection, and I think you know what that means.”

“Nailer! Tell him how….”

“You best get to walking,” Nailer says, slapping my shoulder and going back in—closing the front door.

I stand there, staring Melissa down. Her body is tight with anger and the hate is rolling off her, but thankfully, she turns and walks off.

Fuck, I really must have hit rock bottom to ever deal with her ass. I need to get out of here. Being around a party these days makes my skin feel itchy. I can’t handle it. There was a time I’d be high as a kite enjoying that shit. I don’t think my brothers even noticed how far in the hole I had sunk. Well except, Crusher and Dani. He calls me pretty often to check on my ass. I miss the sad fuck, but the two of them are damned happy with Diesel’s crew.

“Well that was exciting!” I look up when I hear Carrie’s voice. “Wish I had pictures.”

I can’t help but laugh.

“Where you headed?” Dancer asks, as they come to a stop in front of me. We all three turn and watch as Melissa’s taillights disappear into the night.

Dancer pulls Carrie’s back against him and wraps his arms around her, kissing the side of her neck. He isn’t doing it to be mean. He’s always touching her, holding her close. He’s totally in love with his girl. It doesn’t bother me now, like it once might have. All I can think is, I want my woman in my arms.

“Headed over to Skye’s, and I’m running late.” I’m damned anxious to get there too. Matty is spending the night with a friend, and this is the first night she’s had off since meeting the club. Which hopefully means that after two days of reliving Skye coming as I finger her, tonight, I finally get to fuck her until we both pass out.

“You think that bitch will be a problem?” Dance asks.

“Hell, I don’t know. Probably.”

“I thought Dragon blackballed her from the club?”

“He did. One of the prospects must have fucked up—we need to let him know.”

“Will do. So, this doctor? You’re hung up pretty bad on her,” Dance says, with a cocky grin. Bastard, he’s happier about it, than anyone. I don’t mind it though. Hell, in his shoes, I would have kicked my ass for even talking to Carrie.

“Pretty bad,” I agree. “And you two are keeping me from her, so I’ll see you later.”

“Do you care to come in and have a beer with us in Dragon’s office? I’d like to talk to you about Jazz’s christening.”

Fuck. I don’t want to, but they hit my weak spot. So, I follow them back in. I could almost laugh when Dancer keeps his body between the party and Carrie, until he gets her back into Dragon’s office. Except, I can see me doing that exact same thing with Skye. The thought makes me smile.