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space that she lived in. She deserved something bigger, grander than this. What the fuck was he talking about? Grander? He didn’t even know her, not well anyway. Yet here he was, unable to even go a day without her on his mind. Something about her called to him, and he couldn’t deny that having her in his head caused this pleasure to fill him. Shaking his head, he opened the fridge, sighing even louder as he saw she only owned soda. Was Eloise that repressed?
    Taking out a plain soda, he took a seat on her couch, and started to drink. He didn’t know what he planned to do for the remainder of the evening. The sweet-butts back at the clubhouse didn’t hold any appeal. There was no challenge to them nor were they enticing. He heard Eloise moving around in the tub and his cock became alert to the smallest of sounds she made. She’d be naked and wet. Fuck, he couldn’t get the image of her out of his mind. He hadn’t seen her naked yet and already he was hard as a rock for her.
    He didn’t have the first clue what to do with her or what he was going to tell the rest of the brothers at the club. The only thing he knew for certain was he didn’t want any of them fucking with her, or hell, fucking her in general. Eloise was his to play with, his to own, and his to fucking claim.

    There was a man, a rough and hardened biker in her apartment, possibly on her couch. Eloise leaned back in her small tub, trying to make sense of whatever was going on. Here she was, naked in her bathroom, soaking in the tub because that man out there deemed it so. Why was she even listening to him, deciding that it was safe to be with him? Yes, he’d saved her from a situation gone horribly wrong, but he was still a stranger. Thinking about him, about how she’d seen him lurking in the parking lot of Markham’s should have told her he was dangerous, unstable, bad for her. But the truth was she’d never had this kind of attention, and in a strange, screwed up way, it made her feel good. The last person she’d ever expected to come to her aid was Steel. She’d been such a bitch to him. She’d noticed him lurking in the parking lot. There was no way he was waiting around for her. He could and probably did have many women begging to be fucked. She wasn’t interested in sex, not at all. You lie.
    Closing her eyes, she counted to ten in an effort to push down the awakening need that Steel inspired in her. Her pussy grew slick, and it wasn’t because of the water. No, it was because of one man she couldn’t get out of her mind. Steel was breaking past all of her barriers. She couldn’t let him know what she wanted or craved. He’d take and take from her until there was nothing left. Letting out a breath, she opened her eyes, happier that she’d not been overcome or swamped by desire or lust. She’d seen how disastrous giving into a person’s need was.
    She’d seen it in her parents. Her mother and father had been destructive to each other and to everyone around them. But Steel had come to her rescue and now he was waiting for her. Lifting her arm out of the water, she started to sponge down her body. Eloise should have hurried, but for some reason she felt slower, less concerned about having to rush. She felt safe having Steel around. She couldn’t get him out of her mind or the way he’d hurt Hanson to get the beast away from her.
    Everything about Steel screamed mess and chaos. After getting out of the tub, she quickly dressed in her ducky pajamas, and walked out of the bedroom to find Steel sitting on her couch.
    “You didn’t take long.”
    “I didn’t need to take long.” She didn’t admit that she’d felt like she was in there forever.
    “Dinner should be here soon.”
    “You ordered already?” she asked, fisting her hands at her sides. She didn’t know what to do with him in her apartment. The space was so small and yet he was still here, making the place feel smaller.
    “Yeah, Chinese.”
    She tried her hardest to