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different color payment.”
    I was breathing hard now trying to get it all in.
    “So that color to me means red. And red is the color of blood. So if the green was not enough, you were coming back for the red. You said that . You said it and you never told me anything different. So don’t sit here in my safe place making it seem like I’m out of my fucking mind. I came to the only place I know that might stop the ‘killing my sister’ thing from happening. So yeah, damn right this is me not feeling safe.”
    Goddammit. I had started to cry. Damn him.
    “Un-fucking-believable. Un-fucking-believable .” Diego was running his hands through his hair.
    Looking at Jules, he said, “That MC shit I came down here to settle.”
    “Got that,” Jules answered. He was looking at me.
    No one moved. In the whole place. The Hells Saints clubhouse was rocking a silence so loud it was deafening. Diego was shaking his head. Jules was by my side and I was looking towards the bar. There was a note. There was a light on. My heart was so full it was close to bursting with the gladness of it. The spell was broken when some slut (yeah, my first thought) came up to Diego. She made sure I watched as she stretched in her six-inch stilettos to press against him and whisper something in his ear. She linked her arm through his and pulled him away from me.
    He shook his head and muttered, “Jesus, Raine.” Then Diego walked away with her.
    All tits and short tight everything, the woman did a hair toss. She flashed a look back at me that clearly said, You’re out of your league here.
    She was not wrong.
    “We’re gonna get you something strong, doll.” Jules put his arm around me and steered me to the bar. He sat me down on a stool. He put down two double shot glasses, splashed something amber into them, and poured out two glasses of beer. Handing one glass to me, he lifted the other. We tipped them back. He splashed some more and we tipped back again. The heat hit my belly and my eyes teared up. The second one was a killer.
    “Drink the beer, honey.” Jules said to me, “It’ll wash away the burn.”
    “There’s a note.” I looked at him.
    He nodded.
    “And a light.” I grinned at him.
    “Sure is, honey.” He smirked.
    Because there was a note and a light and because the Viking God and I were having a moment, I did my own version of a hair toss. I did it, because even though I hardly ever worked it, I knew how much I could really rock the whole tossing-the-hair thing. And I did it because the light and the note and the Viking God standing next to me were all making me feel that maybe I was not out of my league.
    Not even a little bit. Not even at all. So I shook out my long hair, and I smiled a smile so wide that I almost split my torn lip open again. And Jules smiled right back.

CHAPTER 15
    D iego had gone back to the card game with Ellie leading the way. He played a couple of hands badly. His eyes never off Raine for long. He saw the hair toss. He definitely saw the hair toss. Then goddammit, she smiled at something Jules said and he leaned into her. When Diego saw Jules put his hands on Raine to brush the hair away from her face, he was halfway out of his seat. He saw that Jules was looking carefully at something near her hairline, and he forced himself to relax. Jules had been a medic in the Marine Corps, and he knew his shit. Better he see if something was seriously wrong there. But Diego felt the jealousy curl in his belly like a serpent.
    Ellie watched Diego watch Raine. Ellie didn’t like this. Not one fucking bit. She had done her time waiting for Diego to get how good they were together. The bitch better stay away from her man.

CHAPTER 16
    Y eah. Right here. Got that. Right.” Jules had answered on the first ring.
    Silence.
    “Not too long.” Jules was looking at me. “Definitely been through some shit. Yeah. Later, boss.”
    “Need the room,” he yelled out to the club. Everyone started moving out. No