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he said it was totally her call, and he was just going to have to deal with her decision. He stood, clenched his hands at his side, and nodded once. “If you’re up to it we can leave as soon as you’re ready.” He might let her go, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t pissed because of it.
    She nodded. “Yeah. I’ll just finish getting ready.”
    He left her alone, and strode toward the front doors of the clubhouse, but stopped when he heard a door open down the hall. Looking over his shoulder, he saw Rock and Ruin come out of the back room where he knew the women they would be taking back to River Run were currently staying. There were six of them total, not a lot in the grand scheme of things, but for a town this small even one girl selling her pussy was a lot.
    Rock and Ruin each lifted their chin in greeting, and the three of them headed out the main doors. Ruin was lighting a cigarette before the door even shut behind them. The sound of music blasting on the other side of the clubhouse told Malice some of the guys were working in the garage, and that was verified when there were some choice words yelled about a Harley engine.
    “Everything a go for heading back to River Run tonight?” Ruin asked and moved over to one of the picnic tables off to the side.
    Malice nodded. “Yeah, as long as the cargo is all set, and we don’t have issues with these protesting people Marx keeps talking about.” He didn’t particular like referring to the women as cargo, but with all the shit happening in Fairview right now there might be prying eyes and open ears.
    “It’s set, just packing up some more shit, but I told them to carry light as whatever they need will be provided to them once we get back to Colorado.”
    Malice nodded again and leaned against the wall of the building. All he could think about was Adrianna, and what would happen to her once they left Fairview and her behind.
    “Malice, man, did you hear me?” Ruin said from around his cigarette.
    “What?” He could use a joint right now, something to help ease this wild tension he felt inside, but it was fucking ea rly for all that.
    Ruin inhaled deeply from his cigarette, held the smoke in, and then exhaled. “Just making sure you heard me and the shit I said about the girls?”
    Malice scrubbed a hand over his face. “Yeah, I heard. I just got other things on my mind.”
    Rock grunted out something unintelligible, and turned to look at Malice.
    “What?” Malice wasn’t about to listen to Rock’s bullshit either.
    The other biker shrugged and moved over to sit beside Ruin on the table. “Nothing. Just wondering what’s the word on that woman, and if that is what you have been focusing on lately.”
    “Lately? What the fuck are you talking about? We just picked her up last night.” Malice knew he sounded defensive as hell.
    Rock braced his arms on his thighs and stared at Malice. Rock lifted his hands in surrender. “Hey, not trying to bust your balls, man.”
    Malice didn’t want to talk about it, because he was already feeling testy as it was because of Adrianna. “There is no word on her. I’m going to take her to the bank to get her money, and she’ll be on her way.” There was this awkward moment of silence, and he shook his head and shoved his hands in his pockets. “If you two have something to say, spit it the fuck out.” He knew they had more on their mind by the way they looked at him, and then at each other.
    “Nothing ,” Ruin said. “No, that’s a damn lie.” Ruin chuckled, but it was this deep sound that didn’t hold any amusement. “I mean, you got pretty fucking territorial when Marx suggested she give it up to a john.”
    The sound that came from Malice had Ruin and Rock both knitting their brows. “I wasn’t acting like anything. I was just pissed because it was suggested she do that shit after what had happened to her.”
    Rock nodded. “Yeah, that wouldn’t have been my suggestion, but this is Marx’s place, and