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the boys hear you say that,” I said, grinning at her.
    “What are they going to do? Cuddle me to death?” she asked through her laughter, her body slipping from the chair in hysterics.

Chapter 4 ~ Fair Warning

    “Get your ass up and help, Sam. We aren’t done. You may think you’re a guest¸ but you help like the rest of us. Earn your meal, friend ,” I bit out, trying to hide the obvious dislike of the man.
    He sat at the table like a king, watching us as we cleared the table and started to clean up dinner. “Really? Izzy said I was a guest.”
    I walked over; leaning over the table so only he could hear. “I don’t give a fuck what Izzy said. This is my house and you ate my food. Get your fuckin’ ass up and help.”
    “I knew you were a prick,” Sam said as he stood, grinning. “I don’t remember your mother treating a guest like this in her home.”
    “I’m not my mother and I don’t like you. Never have and sure as fuck never will.” I leaned farther across the table, coming eye to eye with him.
    “What the fuck did I ever do to you?” Sam glared, not breaking eye contact.
    “I don’t like you being with my sister. It’s that simple.”
    “Izzy and I aren’t together.” He crossed his arms.
    “I don’t give a shit what you say. I don’t like her even being near you. You’re trouble, Sam.”
    “I’m not trouble, Joe. You know me. I’ve never done shit wrong.” He walked around the table, coming to face me without a barrier.
    “I know you’re prospecting with the Sun Devils. They don’t play games, Sam. They’re the real deal. I don’t want my sister involved in their bullshit.” I snarled, fisting my hands at my side.
    “They’re good guys, Joe. I never take your sister around them. She and I spend time together when I come to town to see my parents or go on a run. Nothing more than that.” His eyes softened as he stared at me, the glare had vanished. “I’d never hurt your sister. We’ve been friends since we were little kids. She’d kick my ass anyway. I mean seriously, Joe, your sister doesn’t take anyone’s shit.”
    I shook my head as I laughed. “Good, Sam. Remember that. If she doesn’t get ya, I sure as fuck will.” I placed my hand on his shoulder, giving it a firm squeeze. “There’s a whole line of Gallo men that have my back. Don’t get her involved in that MC, you hear me?” I raised an eyebrow as my laughter vanished.
    “I got ya, man. Your sister is the only girl that has ever earned my respect. I would never do anything to endanger her,” he said as he held out his hand to me.
    I stared at him, trying to judge his sincerity. “I’m going to hold you to your word, Sam.” I gripped his hand, squeezing it between my fingers, letting him know that I could easily over power him.
    A hand landed on my shoulder as Michael said, “What’s going on over here? While you two ladies chit chat, the real men are doing all the work.” He looked at Sam before turning to me.
    I smiled, increasing my grip on Sam’s hand. “We’re done, Mike. Just having a little heart to heart about Izzy.”
    Sam gritted his teeth and tried to pull his hand away. “I got it, guys. I’ll treat your sister right.”
    “Damn right you will,” Michael said, taking a step forward.
    “What the fuck? I’ve never done anything to her.”
    “Keep it that way, Sam, and we won’t have an issue,” Michael repeated, warning Sam.
    “Boys, get your asses over here and clean some shit. Football’s on and I’m not going to miss the game. Move it,” Pop yelled, causing us all to turn.
    “Coming, Pop,” Michael said over his shoulder. “Let’s go. I think Sam has a clear enough picture of what’s at stake.”
    “I do.” He nodded, shaking out his hand after I released it.
    I grabbed the remote, turning up the volume on the football game that was just about to kick off. We finished clearing the table, loaded the dishwasher, and polished off the pots and pans while we