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I cursed because none of them were who I’d pick for her—all three were bastards. But then what was I?

“Did she tell you to make sure I knew?” I hadn’t meant to ask.

The ass I called my best friend smiled wide. “Yup. Insisted on it. You know, you pull your head out of your ass and take her back, my problem is solved.”

I stared at him. “You want her for something else.”

He shrugged. “You gave up your say in what happens to her.”

“The fuck I did.”

“You did, and what I want is all that matters now.” He laughed.

I stared at him, drilling deep, until he looked away. “Don’t bring her into your scheming or you’ll wish you hadn’t.” Leaving the club, I headed out with no destination in mind.

I sped down the asphalt road, trying to blow off the remnants of her ghost so I could get back to the life I’d loved before Red, no—Lila.

When I’d spent the week drunk after I sent her packing the first time, Jericho had pushed woman after woman into my arms, and none of them mattered. I’d had no fucking desire to stick my dick into them. That shit had to stop tonight.

I turned onto the road to Ardmore, heading for Bound where the women knew how to make anyone want them. If I fucked another, then it’d be over.

I was making too much of this shit. I mean just because my mind scrambled up shit, did that mean she couldn’t want me?

“Fuck,” I bellowed into the night wind.

Telling her would only cement her to my side. I had to protect her, even if it was from me. My head hurt, and I fought to keep my breathing study.

I pulled into Bound’s gravel lot and parked my Dyna. My boots crunched on the gravel as I headed to the back door. I wanted to avoid the Old Man and Renegade, if they were here. They’d both left the party as soon as Zero had been doused with the whiskey.

I headed upstairs and stuck my head into the employee kitchen, a run-down room with scarred tables and a permanent haze of smoke. Viper gave me the nod, and I clasped his hand in a Brotherhood handshake.

“Never see you here.” Viper grabbed a second beer from the fridge and threw it to me. “You slumming.”

“Nope, just need to fuck someone until I forget.” I clamped my mouth shut. “The old dudes here?” It’s how several of us referred to the two last founding members—Ren and Old Man.

“Already tucked in with their women upstairs.” His eyes pointed toward the third floor.

One thing working for me. Now I just needed to find a talented chick to kiss my troubles away.

“You really want to sort through all that out there.” He nodded toward the front of the club.

“Rather poke out an eye, but—”

“Head down to room six, full of ropes, and I’ll send you Bambi. Biggest doe eyes you ever seen, and that’s not all that’s big.”

Shit, that sounded too good to be true. “Yeah, I’m good with that.”

Viper nodded and I hustled out of the kitchen to room six. Red walls, black tile, with a Jacob’s Cross in the corner. Lengths of rope in red and black lined the walls along with every other kind of cuff and material I might want.

When I slid the soft red rope through my palm, I couldn’t wait. I laid the rope on the bed and found a hood, considering it. Then I could pretend it was...no hood, no pretending. I needed a dick’s length lesson in reality.

A knock, and a nude brunette sashayed into the room, her lips parting with a sexy smile when she spotted the ropes. Her wide brown eyes were beautiful, and she had all the parts any man would love.

“I love ropes.” Her soft voice was high and breathy.

“On your knees on the bed.” I pushed the words past the lump in my throat. “Hands behind your back. No words.”

With a slow grace, a smile blossomed across her face—beyond sexy.

I started with her hands, looping the red rope around her wrists in a crisscross pattern.

“Stand up.” I tied her legs together with a loose weaving of knots and loops. When I’d tied off the pattern at the ankles, I helped her kneel.

Stepping back, I unbuttoned my jeans and slid out my uncooperative dick.

Jeans open, I brought my cock toward her lips. “Suck me, bitch.”

She opened her mouth, ready for me. Lila was like that. That quick, memories of Red’s haunting eyes popped into my head.

I turned away, zipping up my pants. Nope, this wasn’t happening. My fucking heads wouldn’t agree. Only one answer for that.

I shrugged on my shirt and picked up my cut from the chair before I walked out of the room. I found Viper watching over the club room. “I left you a gift in room six. Don’t keep her waiting.”