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me.
They all loved my mother, not just Jase and Hawk, but all of
them—the bikers, their old ladies, their kids, even the club
whores. She was a mother by nature; she cared for people and
enjoyed doing it, and it was damn hard not to love her.
    So, really, I was only sort of family.
More like the redheaded stepchild of a family full of badass
bikers…but still family.
    And so was ZZ.
    We hardly knew each other, but after
six months of periodically rooming together when ZZ wasn’t on the
road, one thing had led to another and we ended up fucking. And had
been fucking ever since.
    Occasionally, I heard ZZ on the phone
with Deuce and got the impression he was doing the Horsemen’s dirty
work, the kind of shit that never got talked about unless it was in
some sort of biker code consisting of broken vowels and grunts.
Then he’d leave for a while and the next time he’d show up, he
always looked that much more damaged. I asked him once what he’d
been doing and the look on his face was so utterly terrifying that
I hadn’t yet gotten up the courage to ask him again. Not that it
really mattered to me what he was doing while he wasn’t
here.
    Ours wasn’t an emotional attachment, we
were just…making do. He was too old for me anyway, somewhere in his
midthirties. Whereas both Danny and her stepmother, Eva, seemed to
like older men, I couldn’t picture ending up with one. Who wanted
to be in their thirties with an old dude who could no longer get it
up? Not me. Not even for a guy as hot as ZZ.
    I glanced over at him and ran my eyes
down his naked body. Long dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, killer
muscles.
    I’d never seen a guy work out as much
as he did. He ran in place, he lifted weights, he did close to a
thousand sit-ups and push-ups combined every day.
    The aggression he was always trying to
work off was off the fucking charts and I was starting to think
exercising wasn’t working.
    I watched ZZ palm his cock and point it
at me. “Climb on and sit the fuck down.”
    “ Shut up,” I muttered.
“Why are you being so bossy lately?”
    He shrugged. “You’re the one who’s
haulin’ ass back to Miles City and gotta deal with those assholes.
I’m outta here in a few days, maybe for two weeks, maybe for a
month, depends on the lineup Deuce sent me and, baby, figured you
and me both could both use a good poundin’ before I head
out.”
    I snorted. “Like you don’t pick up ass
wherever you keep disappearing to.”
    “ I like your ass,” he
growled.
    “ And every other female’s
ass in existence,” I finished for him.
    “ Last three runs,” he shot
back angrily. “Haven’t fucked with anyone but you.”
    Since ZZ’s version of a calendar was
based on mileage and how many runs per year, I tried to remember
when his last run was and the one before that and then the one
before that.
    When I did, I gaped at him. “Are you
trying to tell me you haven’t fucked anyone but me in over six
months?”
    His dark eyes bored into mine. “Did I
fuckin’ stutter?”
    Huh. I suppose in a way it made sense.
Why bother with anyone else when you had a person you knew for a
fact could physically satisfy you sleeping right beside
you?
    But still, ZZ and I were not
exclusive…at least, we never used to be.
    “ For fuck’s sake, Tegen,
stop overthinkin’ every damn thing. Just get on my goddamn dick and
start fuckin’ bouncin’.”
    Well, how could I deny such sweet
talk?
    “ It all depends,” I told
him. “On whether you want my pussy or my ass.”
    He grinned and the expression changed
him. Gone was the angry, gruff man I often saw, and in his place
was the ZZ I remembered as a kid. The man he’d been before Danny
had dug her pink-tipped claws into his chest and ripped out his
heart.
    “ Figure I should give your
ass a break,” he said.
    Snorting, I climbed on top of him and
straddled his thighs. Reaching over to the opposite nightstand, I
snagged a condom, tore it open with my teeth, and rolled it down
over