“I won’t tell her.” She says softly.

“You don’t have anything to tell.” I growl and move out of her embrace and head to the ol’ ladies on the floor. “Where is she?”

“She needed air.” Bubbles says, nothing like her happy go lucky self. But I don’t need to explain anything to them, they don’t matter to me, Angel does. I leave them, quickly heading out the door.

Casey

Dancing with the ol’ ladies is more fun than I’ve had in years. They know how to let loose and from what they told me, they feel safe here knowing their men will protect them. I do too. One difference that hits hard is their rags. Every single one of them proudly wears theirs and I didn’t realize how much I truly craved that with G.T.

I’ve tried my damnedest to keep in contact with G.T. some way the entire night. Partially for selfish reasons. I want him to know that I’m here and I don’t want him to have any reason to think he needs any other woman. Ever. I am all he needs.

Glancing over at G.T. a woman approaches him. I blink a couple of times to see more clearly and then it hits me like a thousand sledgehammers all at once.

It’s her. After all this time, it’s her and she’s fucking touching him. A combination of the booze and sweat has flushed my body and on top of seeing her… I need air. Now. “I’m going outside.” I yell in Princess’ ear. She looks at me then G.T. and shakes her head.

“What is she doing here?” I grumble to myself knowing no one would hear me over the music.

“Don’t. It’s nothing.” She latches my arm.

“I just need some air. I’ll be fine.” I give her the best smile I can muster and she releases me. I feel her eyes watching me as I exit the building, the cool air hits me as soon as the door opens and I breathe in deep.

The sight before me is straight out of a porn movie, guess they started early out here. Two women lay on a picnic table, their skirts around their waist while brothers from another chapter have their heads between their thighs. Over against the fence a man has a woman pressed tight against it pounding her relentlessly, his bare ass there for all to see.

Others stand around watching the action unfold before them. Nothing like live porn. I walk towards the garage, the dark night lit up by all of the tall lights the guys have installed.

I breathe in and out. A large boulder sits on the edge of the building. When I worked here we used it as a block from backing into the corner of the building. I sit on it just watching all the people.

Seeing her flooded me with too many memories that I want to keep locked down deep. G.T. says he forgives me about Mia and now it’s my turn to forgive him for lying. The heartache is still there, but I need to move away from it.

When I first saw her, I had this strong urge to march over to the bitch, pull her hair and beat the shit out of her. She after all, she was touching my man. Only one thing stopped me. He’s not really my man.

Being in the club life, you learn that everything can change in the blink of an eye. Such is life. I’m still not sure that G.T. wants me as his and his only. He knows that I will not sleep with any other brother, ever. But he’s never talked about commitment or monogamy, only that I’m his girl. As far as I know, he could have pieces on the side, but I choose to believe that he doesn’t. That he only has eyes for me. But until he puts a ring on my finger or leather on my back, he is not mine and if I demand that, it will turn him off. I’ve seen it happen to women before.

Grunting from behind me tells me I’m not alone. When a woman screams and a man growls, the noises stop. A few moments later a short little blonde with a very short skirt that she’s trying to pull down and not doing successfully, steps from the corner of the building. She smirks at me and keeps going. She tries running her hands through her hair but isn’t having much luck.

“Hey.” Tug’s voice comes from behind me as he’s buckling his belt.

“Hey back at ya.” I point to the girl. “She’s cute.”

He shrugs his shoulders and stands next to me, his hair a disheveled mess, but the smile on his face is glowing. “She got the job done.” He laughs.

“Whatever. To each their own.” I wave my hand.

“What are you doing all the way out here? Where’s G.T? The girls?” His eyes narrow a bit. “It’s not safe for you to be out here all by yourself girl. You know that.”

I wave my hand. “Most of these men know me or Bam and they see me with G.T.”

“But no rag babe. Remember that. Always remember that.”

The words hit me in the gut. “I know.” I whisper.

“You okay?”

“Yeah. Just needed some air, it was getting thick in there.” I smile looking out at the courtyard and all the people.

“I imagine it’s been a hell of a day for ya.” He sits down on the boulder next to me, I move over a bit to make room.

“Yeah. Very unexpected that’s for sure.” He places his hand over mine, as mine rests on my knee and squeezes.

“You know you could have called me about Mia.” I turn to his face and see the concern in his eyes.

“I wanted to. But you would have told Princess or G.T., and at the time I couldn’t risk it. I didn’t tell anyone, Tug.”

“You should have told me. I would have been there for you.”

“No. She should have told me and I would have been there for her.” G.T.’s voice makes me jump.

“Hey.” I say looking up at him, his face lined with fury and rage, but he’s not looking at me. I follow his line of sight and it’s Tug’s hand on mine. I pull slightly away, not wanting to cause any trouble and by the look on his face, there is trouble.

His eyes move to Tug. “You and me. Meet me in the ring in thirty minutes.”

I jump from the rock stepping in front of G.T. “It was nothing. There is no need to fight, G.T.”

His eyes do not meet mine but stay focused on Tug. “Fine.” Tug says, reaching for my arm. “You gonna be okay?” He asks causing a deep growl from G.T.

“I’m fine, but no fighting.” I say directed to both of them.

“It’s a long time coming Casey. Long time.” Tug says moving away from us.

I look up at G.T. “You can’t fight him. He didn’t do anything wrong.”

“He’s out here alone, with you in the dark, holding your hand.” Rage pours off of him and the vein in his neck begins to pulse and tick.

“Tug saw me sitting here and we were just talking, that’s it.” For some unknown reason, I feel like I have to defend myself here and plead with him at the same time.

“Everyone here knows you’re my girl. Mine. No one touches you.”

I step toe-to-toe with him and look him dead in the eye. “Guess I could say the same thing for you, huh?”

“I knew this was about her. She means nothing. I’ve already told you that.”

I sigh softly. “I know. It’s just not the right day for her to show up, today of all days.”

“You have nothing to worry about.” I close my eyes and tilt my head up to the sky. Nothing to worry about. Sure. It must be the booze that’s given me a kick in the ass, but I start to laugh. Full out laugh at his words. “What the fuck are you laughing about?”

“You’re not exactly known for keeping your dick in your pants, G.T.”

He pulls me close, our bodies colliding together with an uphf. “I have not had another pussy since you came back in my life. Didn’t want it. You are mine, Casey. Mine. That means I will put a ring on your finger and leather on your back. You will come home to me every day and wake up with my arms around you every morning. I allow no man to touch you, especially some Prospect, who is trying to become a brother in this club. Rules Casey. He will learn them tonight.”

I stand there speechless staring into his eyes letting all the words he just said seep into my soul. Then the dread of the threat about Tug claws its way through and I can’t breathe. I don’t want him hurt, but I know this is the way. If there is a dispute, you settle it in the ring, and then hopefully it will be done with and laid to rest.