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my naked body. The entire time, Layne kept his
eyes locked to mine.
    Why won ’ t you fucking look at me?
Why won ’ t you
fucking fuck me?
    “ Get
dressed, ” Layne said. “ There ’ s shit going down. I ’ m
waiting for a phone call about Talon. We ’ re
going to have to pick him up. ”
    “ I
thought he was dead. ”
    “ He ’ s part of this club. We don ’ t leave our dead behind.
Especially the man who was leading this club. ”
    “ Why
do I have to go with you? ”
    “ Do
you want to stay here? ” Layne asked. “ You want to
be at the mercy of the other guys? Feel free to sip whiskey and suck dick all
day then. ”
    “ I ’ ll go with you, ” I said.
    Layne turned and left the bathroom.
    It then occurred to me that I had
no idea Layne had been standing there. Better yet, how long had he been
standing there? Did he watch me shower? Did he watch me clean myself? I thought
about how I touched my body with my soapy hands. My tender breasts. My soft
center.
    Holyshit …
    I was turned on again but couldn ’ t do a damn thing about it.
    I got dressed and hurried to brush
my hair. It was a curly, frizzy mess. I remembered a time when I ’ d dye my hair different kinds of
brown and blondes, normal things women did I guess. Now, it was its natural
auburn color. The natural curls were a pain in the ass to deal with too.
    When it was time to leave, Layne
took me by the hand and we left the clubhouse. Outside, there was a handful of
guys standing around. Most of them already had a beer in their hand. They were
smoking, all wearing sunglasses, all looking rough from the night before.
    “ Layne,
what are we doing? ” Buzzy
called out.
    “ I ’ m going for a ride, ” Layne said. “ You all stay here. We have to
figure shit out today. ”
    “ What
about yesterday? ” Kade
asked. He had a scar running from his lip down his chin. “ We lost one of our brothers. ”
    “ I
was there, ” Layne said. “ I saw it. ”
    “ What
the fuck then? ” Kade called
out.
    “ You
want to do something? ” Layne asked. “ Go up front
to the office and start doing some goddamn paperwork. How does that sound? ”
    “ Sounds
like shit, ” Kade said.
    “ Then
shut your fucking mouth. Enjoy your beer and stay put. No bullshit until I get
back. ”
    Layne started to walk again, his
hand tight around mine.
    Another guy came running up to him.
It was a tall guy named Austin.
    “ Hey,
brother, I ’ ve got some
information, ” Austin said.
    “ I
don ’ t want it right now. I
have my own to follow. ”
    “ We ’ ve got a call for help, ” Austin another. “ Outside charter has two bodies …”
    “ Not
interested right now, ” Layne said. “ Stand the fuck
back, Austin. ”
    Layne grabbed his helmet off his
bike and handed it to me. I put the helmet on and climbed on the back of the
ride. It started with a rumbling thunder and Layne hurried to take off. The
motorcycle echoed throughout the junkyard as he sped along the paths to get out
of there. The piles of junk and cars were something intimidating because some
of the stuff had some scary stories behind it.
    Once on the road, Layne throttled
the motorcycle again. We sped up and were flying through the town of Brocke in
no time. My hands were gripped tight to the sides of Layne ’ s leather. I had no idea where
we were going or why I had to be there.
    Layne took a few twists and turns
and then suddenly started to slow down. We hung a left down a narrow alley. The
sound of the motorcycle bounced off the walls. At the end of the alley, he
turned right and then came to a final stop. Layne then turned the motorcycle
off and stood, holding the motorcycle standing while I tried to get my feet to
touch the ground.
    “ What
happened with Gabel last night? ” Layne asked.
    “ What? ”
    “ You
heard the fucking question. What did he do? ”
    “ Me, ” I whispered, feeling shameful. “ That was it. ”
    “ Are
you fucking sure? ”
    “ Yeah.
I drank … a lot …