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We’ll be waiting.”
    Pissed, Liam grabbed his stuff and got up. He stood so suddenly the chair kicked back, shattering as it fell against the hard ground. Not bothering to pick it up, he stepped over it and stormed out of the clubhouse. Once he got to his bike, he hopped on and put the key in the ignition. At that point, he slowed down. Like always when he was about to go for a ride, his worries began to fade away. His heartbeat slowed and he could breathe normally. Chuckling to himself, he ran a hand through his hair before grabbing his helmet. If there was one person on this earth that could piss him off and turn him upside down, it was his father. He had been stupid and showed his true feelings – that he really didn’t want to use someone who was not affiliated with the club – and old William had jumped on this show of weakness. When would he ever learn not to walk around with his heart on his sleeve?
    “Try not to hurt her, okay?”
    He glanced around at the small voice that spoke behind his back. It was Roni. “I don’t even want to use her, but you know what William says goes.”
    “I hate that I got her involved in this,” she worried, her hands twisting in front of her.
    “It wasn’t you, it’s him. He’s an asshole. He’s ruthless. That’s why he is who he is.”
    “Are you going to take someone with you?”
    He grimaced. “No, I’m not showing up at a single mother’s house with another large man. She’d probably think we’re there to rape her.”
    “Can I give her a heads up?” Roni asked, a desperate plea showing in her eyes.
    “Please do.”
    With those words he was gone, and Roni frantically dialed her friend.

    Damnit, she had known it was a bad idea to accept money from Roni’s brother. Denise hung up the phone and frantically looked around the house for her car keys. Was there any way she could leave before he showed up? Who was she kidding? He would probably be waiting for her when she came home. The kids were at a friend’s house and would be staying the night. At least she didn’t have to worry about them. A gentle knock sounded long before she was ready.
    “Denise? It’s Liam Walker. I need you to come answer the door.”
    She thought about telling him no or acting like she wasn’t at home. She hadn’t even heard his motorcycle pull up. She’d had no time to prepare.
    “C’mon, don’t make me come in there.”
    Would he really do that? Roni had told her he was the least of any of the evils that could have come to get her. A hard edge had laced his voice this time, telling her he would do whatever he had to do. His patience was obviously wearing thin. She walked over, took a deep breath, and opened the door.
    “Come in.” She hated the fear in her voice and how small it sounded, even to her ears.
    He shut the door behind him, checking to make sure no one was watching. “Care if I have a seat?”
    Liam Walker was larger than life to her. He may as well have been over seven feet tall and four hundred pounds. Her heart beat rapidly in her chest as she nodded. Purposely, she sat as far away from him as she could and still be in the same room.
    “This ain’t gonna work if you’re scared of me. I’m not here to hurt you,” he said softly, watching as she swallowed roughly.
    “What exactly are you here to do?”
    “The club needs a favor,” he explained.
    Denise didn’t say anything. The leather of his cut creaked as he ran his hands along his jean-clad thighs. For some reason she was amazed at how big his feet looked in the large motorcycle boots he wore. She focused on that, trying not to acknowledge the fact that he had just asked her for a favor.
    “What kind of favor?”
    “It’s dangerous, I’m not gonna lie to you. To be honest, I really didn’t even want to bring you into this, but the old man wanted you here. We need some help transporting some drugs. You do it, you’re paid well. You don’t do it, we’ll pretend like this never happened.” It