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  1. Contents
  2. Chapter One
  3. Kylo
  4. Chapter Two
  5. Saint
  6. Chapter Three
  7. Kylo
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Saint
  10. Chapter Five
  11. Kylo
  12. Chapter Six
  13. Saint
  14. Chapter Seven
  15. Kylo
  16. Chapter Eight
  17. Saint
  18. Chapter Nine
  19. Kylo
  20. Chapter Ten
  21. Saint
  22. Chapter Eleven
  23. Kylo
  24. Chapter Twelve
  25. Saint
  26. Chapter Thirteen
  27. Kylo
  28. Chapter Fourteen
  29. Saint
  30. Chapter Fifteen
  31. Kylo
  32. Chapter Sixteen
  33. Saint
  34. Chapter Seventeen
  35. Kylo
  36. Chapter Eighteen
  37. Saint
  38. Chapter Nineteen
  39. Kylo
  40. Chapter Twenty
  41. Saint
  42. Chapter Twenty-One
  43. Kylo
  44. Epilogue
  45. Kylo
  46. Acknowledgments
  47. Also by Lila Rose
  48. Connect with Lila Rose
  49. Releasing next year:
  50. West's Story

I didn’t like seeing her with Kylo, though.

A ripple of surprise spread through me, and I smiled. Yeah, I was into the guy, and it took me getting head to wake me up to the possibility of him.

Only the smile dropped when Dusty reached out and tapped her fist into his arm with a playful punch and a cute smile. Kylo grinned and winked before saying something that had Dusty blushing.

I looked away and checked out some other brothers—thinking if Kylo could get me hard from looking at him, maybe some other guy would as well.

Nothing happened though.

I’d admit there were a lot of good-looking brothers, but none of them got my pulse racing like Kylo did when I pictured just his face and body.

When I heard laughter again from the other end, I got up off my stool and strode down that way.

“Whiskey, prospect,” I ordered roughly and stopped by Dusty. Kylo nodded and got my drink. I turned to Dusty and smiled. Only it mustn’t have been a good one because her brows dipped. “Hey, girl. Can you give us a second?”

“Uh, sure, of course, Saint.”

“Thanks, babycakes.” I winked. Dusty gave me one last unsure gaze before scooting off somewhere.

A glass dropped to the bar, whiskey sloshed over the edges, but I just grinned and picked it up, taking a sip. Kylo glared and went to walk off, but I said, “Here. Now, Kylo,” I demanded roughly but quietly.

He froze, then came unstuck and turned back to me.

I twisted the glass on the counter while I watched him. When I didn’t say anything, he made a noise of annoyance in the back of his throat. I smirked. “How you been?”

He ground his teeth. “Good.”

“Been wonderin’, how come you never prospected in until you were twenty-two?”

He studied me for a moment before saying, “Boom wanted me to be completely sure this was what I wanted. Even when I’d told him it was, he got me to hold off for a bit longer. I think it was also for Wendy’s sake, so she could get used to it. She’s always worried about the shit we deal with from the cops and other clubs.”

“She’s a good woman.”

He nodded. “Yeah, she is.”

I hummed under my breath, and just to have a conversation, I asked, “We haven’t had a chat about work. Been busy. Just wanted to know how it’s goin’?” I’d been keeping him with older women who were just after some eye candy to show off for the night. Kylo was eye candy, and the women were lapping him up and asking for more.

He shrugged. “Nothin’ new, but you know that.”

“You helpin’ Lucas and Wreck tomorrow to move in?” I asked instead.

“Yeah.” His brows dinted in the middle. “All of this you could have said in front of Dusty. Why’d you send her away?”

It was my turn to shrug. “Didn’t want her around.”