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club, not revealing too much to anyone, but I was
pretty sure it had something to do with a lot of drugs and a lot of money. I
didn’t know that much about them, not because I didn’t want to, but more because
the Ford brothers had a way of finding out if you were asking around about
them, and they had a way of making you stop and quick.
    I knew that
Trigger was the youngest, then his half-brother Danger, and the oldest was
Link. I wasn’t sure but I was pretty sure they all had different moms and the
same dad. He had been a huge player back in the day but had settled down with a
woman in the last six or so years that he seemed to be pretty in love with and
apparently decided that he wanted nothing to do with the club; even if his sons
did.
    I only knew
because I had been in the same grade with the daughter of the girl that Carl
Ford had fallen in love with. As far as I knew Kat still lived in an apartment
on the other side of town with Danger, her mom, and his dad. I had no idea if
Trigger or Link lived with them or not, but I doubted it. It seemed like they
all had their own part of the city and club that they dominated so that no base
would be uncovered.
    I snuck a look
back at Trigger and jumped a little in my seat when I realized he was looking
right back at me. Those eyes had never looked at me before. My heart started
racing in my chest. Did he recognize me? No, he couldn’t. There was no way he
could have any idea who I was; he had never even spoken to me.
    The teacher walked
in then and I forced myself to try and pay attention to what she was saying and
not worry about Trigger Ford. But it was hard when I was all too aware of how
close he was to me ; just like in high school.
    I found myself
thinking about Kat. That must have been so weird for her. As far as I knew she
was a pretty normal girl. I could barely handle being in the same room with
Trigger Ford, I couldn’t imagine being brought into their family with a snap of
a finger. I wondered if they really treated her like a sister.
    I was so busy
worrying about the Ford Brothers and the Blazing Devils that my first class of
college flew by and before I knew it, it was almost time to go. I cursed myself
for not paying more attention, but I figured the first class was mostly just
paperwork and stuff anyway. No one taught anything important on the first day.
Did they?
    Maybe college was
different than high school.
    As soon as she
dismissed us for the day, I threw my notebooks into my bag at lightning speed
and practically ran out of the room. There was no use in attracting any more
attention from Trigger than I already had.
    I made it all the
way down the sidewalk and toward the city bus stop on the other side of the
school with intense speed. It was Friday. I wouldn’t have class again until the
next Tuesday. That meant I had the entire weekend plus Monday to figure out
what the hell I was going to do about this.
    I didn’t know why
Trigger Ford had such an effect on me, but he did. Even in high school I had
found myself watching him from afar wondering what was going on in that pretty
head of his. It was harmless then, but the way he was looking at me back there,
all intense and dangerous, it made me feel weird. It made me feel like I didn’t
have control over my own emotions and I hated that. It reminded me too much of
the time in my life that was surrounded by drugs and crime. A part of my life I
hated thinking about unless I absolutely had to.
    But I had three
days to recover, three days to figure out just how to deal with it. Or at least
to figure out how to avoid being all hot and bothered at the sight of him. It
was only a class, one class. I still couldn’t shake how weird it was that he
was there, though.
    Three days was
enough time, I told myself, trying to throw some comfort into the pit of my
stomach that had suddenly lunged into a bunch of knots. But the comfort was
short lived. Because at that moment Trigger decided to pull up next to me at
the