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 “Right
on. I need another drink,” Deanna announced, and dragged Julian along to the
bar. Pick followed and greeted his other biker brothers with a handshake, and
then, what you could call a man hug with a slap on the back.

 “Yo,
where’s Talon?” Griz called.

 The
first one, an older man with grey hair and a long beard, scanned me from
top-to-bottom with an approving look. Another biker looked down to the floor,
and the last guy, that stood beside Pick, with long dark hair and wild dark
eyes, gestured with his head to the long hallway across from us.

 I
was a little disappointed Talon wasn’t out here to see me, but then I had to
remember he didn’t know what had occurred, as of yet.

 No
sooner had I felt that disappointment, it twisted into rage. A door at the end
of the hallway caught my attention as I heard it click open. Out walked Talon
with a woman clinging to the front of him as she kissed him eagerly, and he was
kissing her back with just as much passion.

 “Babe,
not what you think,” Blue whispered in my ear.

 I call bullshit!

 Enough!
I have had enough.

 I
found myself striding down the hall, some would have run the other way from a
situation like that, but I was running right into it. Talon must have heard my
pounding feet approach, as he looked up with surprised eyes.

 Surprise this, mofo.

 “Kitten.
I—”

 I
wrapped my hand into the wench’s hair and pulled her roughly back. She squawked
in pain, and then I pushed hard, sending her crashing into the wall. A
satisfied smile settled upon my lips.

 “Kitten,”
Talon snapped.

 “Don’t
you friggin’ ‘kitten’ me, you ass. This,” I pointed to the woman, who was
leaning quietly against the wall while I yelled at asshat. “This is what you’ve
been doing while I was kidnapped and tasered?” With my hand fisted, I punched
him in the stomach.

 “That
a girl,” Deanna cheered.

 “I
should never have trusted you,” I whispered. Tears filled my eyes. I went to
punch him again for the hurt and betrayal I was feeling, but he caught my fist
and pulled me closer to him, his eyes filled with fury.

 He can suck his own dick; I am not sorry for punching him.

 “You
were kidnapped and tasered?” Talon’s voice was a snarl.

 Uh oh. I forgot calm and nice altogether.

 “What
the fuck, Zara?” his voice a low outraged whisper.

 “Everyone
clear the room,” Griz growled.

 “Damn
it, we’re going to miss the fun again,” Julian said.

 “Call
if you need me to kick his ass,” Deanna yelled down the hall.

 I
didn’t care. He didn’t frighten me like I had felt with David. He was pissed,
but it wasn’t at me. Well, not totally.

 “Don’t
you ‘what the frig’ me, Talon Marcus, and get all alpha-angry. You don’t get to
be angry now! You didn’t just walk in on me tonguing some guy.”

 “Hoo-wee.
I like her.” a deep voice laughed.

 “Colin,
let’s go,” Blue said.

 I
heard some shuffling, and then doors being opened and closed.

 Talon’s
grip gentled. “Babe, I just found out you were taken and tasered without my
knowledge; of course I’m gonna be pissed.”

 I
got up close to him, nose-to-nose in fact, and snapped, “And I just found the
guy I
was
with, kissing some bimbo, while all that went down. No, it’s
not the fact that you missed out on it all; it’s the frigging fact that you had
your tongue down someone else’s throat!” I stepped closer again so our chests
touched, and leaned my head back further to keep eye contact. “There is no way
you will ever get into my pants, I will deal with my stuff on my own. Now, I’m
going to get Maya, and I don’t want to see you again.”

 “Uh,
sugar,” the woman beside us said. I turned to glare at her. “It’s totally not
what you think, honey, I’m—”

 “Let’s
go into the office,” Talon barked. He grabbed my wrist, spun, and dragged me
into the office with his tonguing friend, who closed the door behind us.

 I
pulled my arm free, went over to the far wall, and sat on the dark blue couch
with my arms crossed over my chest, glaring at them both. The room felt too
small, having Talon and his hook-up in there with me, as well as two file
cabinets that sat just behind the door. A desk had papers scattered all over
it.
Someone needed to get organized.
Actually, the whole room needed a
makeover; if felt gloomy. A few plants and a fresh coat of paint would do
wonders.

 Why am I thinking of decorating?

 “Well?”
I snapped. “I’ve got things to do; hurry up and tell me your lies so I can be
off.”

 “She’s
a feisty one, Tal. Perfect for you.” Tonguer smiled as she perched her behind
on the corner of the desk where Talon sat behind it.

 Good. Stay as far as way as possible, ass.

 “Zara,
right?” She asked. I rolled my eyes. “I’m Livia. I manage Talon’s strip club
here in Ballarat.”

 “Oh,
oh. How silly of me, so it was all a mistake; you were just here on a business
date and they always end up with you two kissing each other.” My voice dripped
with sarcasm. I got up from the couch. “Now that we have all that settled, I’ll
see you guys around…like say, never.”

 “That’s
it exactly.” Livia grinned.

 “Seriously!”
I screeched. “You’re just going to admit it? So this happens all the time?
Great, just great.” I turned my disgusted gaze on Talon. “I-I knew you’d end up
doing this to me.” I closed my eyes trying to control my emotions.

 “Kitten.”
His tone was warm, soft.

 “Zara,
it’s still not what you think,” Livia said with a pleading voice. I opened my
tired eyes; I just wanted to get Maya, go home, and crash. “Yes, we kiss, but
that’s all it ever is. And that was the last time it was ever going to happen.
Talon told me all about you, so it was kind of like a kiss goodbye.”

 “No
need, now. I’m the one going bye-bye.” I walked to the door.

 “Zara,”
Talon growled.

 I
opened the door…

 “I’m
gay.”

 Tumbling
around fast, I tripped over my own feet and fell to the floor. With wide eyes,
I watched Talon grin and Livia, with a smile, walked over to me and helped me
from the floor and back over the couch where she sat next to me.

 She
took my hand in both of hers and said, “I’m sorry that you saw that and it hurt
you. I’ve known Talon for a long time now, and I know he would never do
anything on purpose to upset you in any way. It was just a kiss, honey; nothing
else
has ever happened. I would rather have sex with you in a heartbeat
than Talon any day.”

 I
nodded numbly. She sounded like she was telling me the truth, but could I
believe that?

 “Livi,
stop coming onto my woman,” Talon said with an amused tone.

 “Oh,
shush. Tell you what, Zara. Any time Talon and I have a business meeting, you
can be there; and if you want, it can be you I kiss at the end.”

 I
sat up straight and turned wide eyes upon her. She was beautiful, with short,
pixy-styled red hair—still long enough that I could grab…um, like before…not in
a sexual way—light green eyes, and a body I would sell my soul for, long, lean
and exquisite.

 “Well,
you are beautiful,” I said. She beamed.

 “Christ.
Livi, leave now before she actually thinks about letting you,” Talon growled.

 Livia
giggled. “You’re no fun, Tal.” She kissed my hand, got up from the couch and
went to the door. “Later, honey and…” She winked. “I’ll see you soon. Talon,
now you have someone that’ll make my visits worthwhile.”

 “Thanks.”
I winked back. “Oh, and sorry about being too rough with you before.”

 “That’s
all right. I enjoyed it.”

 “Jesus,”
Talon hissed.

 Livia
left laughing, and shut the door behind her. The door I kept staring at because
I didn’t want to meet Talon’s gaze. I could feel the heat of his stare, but I
was embarrassed, shocked, and still hurt. Let’s not forget tired from such a
long, grueling, and hard night.

 “Kitten,”
Talon said softly.

 “Yes?”

 “Come
here,” he ordered.

 “Nope,
I’m all good here.”

 I
heard his chair being pushed back; excitement and worry coursed through my body
as his footsteps approached. He sat next to me on the couch, and in the next
second, I squealed, because I was pulled out of my spot and was straddling his
waist. My skirt bunched up, and my exposed knees were around his hips. I looked
to the roof with my arms crossed over my chest.

 “Zara,
look at me.”

 I
shook my head; I could not look at him because I would cave. He looked and
smelled too damn good.

 “Kitten,
please look at me.”

 “Why?”

 “So
I can tell you how fuckin’ sorry I am. I wish you’d never seen that, ‘cause it
will
never
happen again. And I wish I could take that pained look I saw
on your face, those tears that fell from your eyes, and wipe away any hurt you
felt.” With a hand, he reached behind my neck and pulled me closer so our
foreheads touched and our eyes met. “It’s you, kitten, ever since you rocked up
to my door in a fuckin’ nightie and combat boots. Now that I’ve finally gotten
my ass into gear and claimed you, I’m never lettin’ go. You are mine, kitten.”

 I
breathed in a shuddering breath. “Does that mean you're mine?”

 “In
every way.”

 “No
more kisses, even if they are gay.”

 He
grinned. “No more, but yours.”

O
ur lips met in an urgent frenzy. I threaded my hands though his
hair; he wrapped his arms tightly around my waist and pulled me closer. A moan
escaped my lips. A deep growl left his that I felt down to my toes.

 I
had never been kissed with such desire and passion.

 Talon’s
hands fell from my waist and went to my thighs; slowly and talentedly, he ran
his hands up, sending a shiver throughout my body. I was already wearing an
easy access skirt, so I wasn’t surprised when they dipped under and his thumbs
gently rubbed my pantyline.

 A
need surged through me, a need to rip our clothes away and have my wicked way
with Talon once and for all.

 Especially
if he kept up this teasing torture.

 “Talon,”
I pleaded against his lips.

 He
smiled.

 The ass.

 His
hands stilled, and then he whispered, “I won’t have you here, kitten. Not in an
office; you deserve a bed that I can lay you out on and fuck you until you
scream my name over and over.”

 I
rested my forehead against his shoulder and sighed. “No,” I said frustrated.

 Talon
chuckled. “Whatd’ya mean no, babe?”

 Straightening,
I crossed my arms over my chest and glared at him. “This is happening tonight
and right frigging now.”

 “Kitten.”
His eyes warmed as he ran the back of his hand down my cheek.

 “Talon.
I mean it. We are going to have sex—” I leaned forward and hissed, “Now!”

 “Jesus,
babe, you’re making this hard for me. I’m trying to be a fuckin’ good guy
here.You deserve care, time, and the right fuckin’ place. I’m not takin’
advantage of you.”

 “No,
please advantage away on me, and you are a good guy; but if you don’t do the
dirty with me right now, you’ll soon have a very pissed woman to deal with. We
can take our sweet time another time and another place, with a bed and roses
and songs. But right now, I want you to...fuck me.”

 His
eyes flared, and from where I sat, something else flared in– surprise. On a
growl, he lifted me in his arms and off the couch. I wrapped my legs around his
waist as he carried me to the desk where, with one hand, he swept all papers,
the phone, and junk onto the floor to sit my butt on the edge.