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smoke curling around him as he made his way to the bar. After he downed his third shot of Jack, a woman about thirty years old approached him. He recognized her from a few months back when she came to the clubhouse to party with the brothers. He’d been with her a few times, but he couldn’t remember her name, only that she liked it in the ass. She planted a big kiss on his cheek as she rubbed her tits against his arm.
    “Hiya, sexy.” She licked his earlobe.
    Banger nodded. Running his eyes over her, her short skirt and barely there top made his groin pull. What the hell. I need a good fucking. He hadn’t been with a woman since he’d laid eyes on Belle. He grabbed the woman by the hand and took her to his room upstairs. Once inside, she stripped down to her thong and unzipped his jeans. His semi-hard dick flopped out. She placed her hand on it, rubbing it while she pushed her tits into his face. Nothing. He wasn’t getting harder. He pushed her away. “Sorry, darling, this just isn’t going to be.”
    “Just give me a chance, baby.” She kneaded his shoulders. “You’re so tense right now. I can relax you. I can give you a good time. Haven’t I always treated you good?”
    Banger stood up, went to the door, and opened it, his eyes fixed on hers. “Yeah, real good to me, but it’s not gonna happen. It’s not you. I just got a dark-haired woman on my mind. This was all a mistake.”
    The blonde walked out, blowing him a kiss before he closed the door. Banger walked over to the bed, lay down, and closed his eyes, Belle’s smiling face burning in his mind.

Chapter Six
    T he following morning, Belle went to her daughter’s school to see the principal. She sat in the brown leather chair in front of his desk and waited until he finished his phone call, wringing her hands over and over in her lap. When he finished, Mr. Campbell turned to her and smiled. “It’s nice to meet you, Mrs. Dermot.”
    “It’s nice meeting you as well. So, what’s going on with my daughter?”
    “Emily has had seven unexcused absences this month. I have no choice but to turn her over to the school board for habitual truancy.”
    “What does that mean?” Belle’s head was spinning.
    “It means that Emily will have to go before the Truancy Court. She could end up getting juvenile detention, home arrest, or have a suspended sentence.”
    Belle hung her head down. Tears slipped out of her eyes and trickled down her cheeks, dropping onto her hands in her lap. “I don’t know what to say. I thought she was coming to school. I don’t know what more I can do. I’m a single mom and I have to work long hours. I’m doing the best I can to provide for my family, but I feel like I’m giving my daughter up in the process. Can’t you give her another chance? Please don’t turn this over to the courts. I’ll make sure she comes to school. I’ll do whatever it takes to get her back on track.”
    “I feel for you, Mrs. Dermot. It’s tough raising children on your own, and even harder when money is tight. The problem is, this is the second warning. I sent a letter home last semester because Emily was missing too much school.”
    “A letter? I don’t remember getting a letter.”
    The principal opened a file on his desk and pulled out a letter, handing it to Belle. She took it from him and scanned it. Her eyes dropped down to her signature on the letter, and she knew immediately it had been forged. She felt like someone had punched her in the stomach. “That’s not my signature,” she whispered.
    “I figured as much. I wish there was something more I could do, Mrs. Dermot, but I am bound by the law. I have no choice but to report your daughter as a habitual truant. I am sorry.” He looked at her, and Belle saw empathy in his eyes.
    “What happens now?” she asked him.
    “I think you should get your daughter a lawyer. I always recommend that to parents.”
    Belle thanked him and left, then headed straight to Cara’s office.