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and the brothers. Would it be bad if they all knew how I feel about her?
    “Bullshit, son. I see how you look at her. It's exactly how I look at your Momma.”
    Shit.
    “I don't know what to tell you, old man. You seem to have it all figured out already.”
    “She's still a kid. Leave her the fuck alone. She’ll be going to college in a few months, because she deserves a better life than what you and the club can provide. She's not some club whore you can just play with.”
    I just stare at him. He wants me to give her up? Is he fucking serious? I know she's not some fucking club whore. I would never treat her like one.
    “Would you've given mom up if you were told to?” I sneer back at him.
    He shakes his head. “This isn’t about me and your mother. This is only about you and that little girl. She's family and I won't let you fuck her over just so you can get your dick wet.”
    I can't believe he thinks that's all I'm trying to do. If I just wanted to get my dick wet, I would have done it by now. I know for a fact that he wouldn't have giving my mom up.
    Although I know giving up Anslie is the right thing to do for her, I'm not sure I can. “Pops, I don't think I can give her up,” I grit out.
    “Boy, I'm not asking you, I'm telling you. Whatever is going on between you two is done . If it doesn't end, I’ll bring it up to club. You know the rules - just because you're my sons doesn't mean you get to break them.”
    “Fine,” I growl. Fuck this. If they really want me to stay away from her, I better cut my ties now. I don't think I'll be able to if we continue the way we are.
    As I'm walking away, my pop says, “Prez wants you to go to Oregon to help the club down there. You'll probably be gone a few months.”
    Just my luck. They're sending me away to keep us apart. Fuck this shit.
    Not bothering to reply, I walk back in my room, grab some clothes and shove them in my bags. My old man can go fuck himself. As much as it kills me to leave right row, I crank my bike and take off for Oregon. Saying goodbye to her is going to hurt like a motherfucker. It's probably best to do it while I'm gone.

 
     
     
    Chapter Ten

    Waking up, I realize Brantley's not here anymore and I'm in bed with Casey. There's no sign of him anywhere. I pull my phone out and send him a text.
    Me: where are you?
    While I wait for him to reply, I walk into his bathroom and strip my clothes off. Turning the water on and waiting for it to heat up, I check my phone. Still no reply. Maybe it didn't mean anything to him. I step into the shower and let the water wash over me. Feeling used, I break down and cry. I wash myself with his soap and shampoo my greasy hair. Once my tears stop falling, I turn the water off and slowly start to dry myself.
    God, I'm so stupid. He's a biker, he can get all the pussy he wants. He doesn't want me. Hell, why would he? I'm just a young, naive little girl, who he had to hang around because of my dad.
    I pull on a shirt of his and a pair of sweats, throw my hair in a quick pony tail and go looking for my dad.
    “Anslie, in my office now!” he barks when I find him. I know I'm in trouble for last night, and I have to face the music.
    I walk into my dad's office. It’s small and the only things in it are an old, light brown, wooden desk that looks older than him, a black filing cabinet, a couch and two chairs. I sit on the couch so that I'm the furthest I can be from him.
    “We need to talk about what happened last night, baby girl.”
    “Okay. Didn't they tell you about the party already?”
    “Yeah, they did. Why didn't you call me or your brothers? And who the hell is the bastard that put his hands on you?”
    “I'm fine, Dad. He didn't mean to hit me. Brant told me if I ever needed help to call. I didn't want Dom to go crazy on anyone for no reason, so I didn't call him.”
    What I don't tell my dad is that I just wanted to see Brantley.
    “You're not fine, Anslie. Dammit, you have a cut under your damn