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Like
fuck I am. ”
    Heather turned and grabbed for the
door. Brody put his hands to her body and lifted her off the ground. He pulled
her close as she kicked and let out a cry. Of all the crazy shit he ’ d done in his life, he ’ d never done this naked in a
shower before.
    “ Stop, ” Brody growled. “ I ’ m
not going to hurt you. I ’ m
not going to let the club hurt you. But you can ’ t
leave here. You can ’ t
without protection. And to get that, I need the fucking truth. ”
    Heather went limp.
    Brody ’ s
one hand was under her left breast. His other hand was at her stomach, his
pointer finger touching the ridge of her belly button. It was making him hard
again. Just a natural reaction of Heather being so goddamn beautiful.
    Slowly, he put Heather down. His
hands moved up to her shoulders. Her back to him.
    “ I
need to know everything, ” Brody whispered.
    “ Lyle
is powerful …”
    “ No,
he ’ s not. He makes everyone
think he is. But he ’ s not.
He hides. He scares people. Once he ’ s
taken out, there ’ s nothing
to fear. ”
    “ You ’ re going to kill him? ” Heather asked.
    “ Sweetheart,
think of yourself right now. Nobody else. Not him. Not me. Just yourself. What
did you do in all this? ”
    “ What
do you know? ” Heather
asked.
    “ There
was a coffee cup found in the car … full of drugs. Wondering if that same kind of coffee cup was given to me this
morning at the hospital … by
a nurse who looked so fucking innocent …”
    “ Shit, ” Heather whispered. She hung her
head and started to cry.
    “ No, ” Brody said. “ The time to cry, sweetheart, is
long over now. Now it ’ s the
time to be strong and face this shit. With my protection. My help. ”
    Brody turned Heather around and
cupped her face, gently, with both hands. He stared into her blue eyes, the
look cutting through years of steel armor around his heart. Even if he felt
himself slipping, there was business at hand. The club needed to solve this
drug problem and then address the bombing that almost took Erik ’ s goddamn life.
    “ Listen
to me carefully, ” Brody
said. He kept his hands to Heather ’ s
face, trying to remain gentle to the bruise on her face. “ This club is in a war right now.
It ’ s not your problem. But
this drug thing is. And this drug thing is going to make things a lot worse. It ’ s got to end. You know
something, you tell me right now. ”
    “ Can
we get out of the shower first? ” Heather asked.
    “ Yeah,
sure, ” Brody said.
    Brody stepped back and crossed his
arms. He leaned against the wall and watched as Heather washed her long hair, the
curves of her hips and ass. When she turned around and reached up, her breasts
pulled, gently bouncing every time she moved.
    You can ’ t fall, man. She may not
be what you think …
    Yeah?
    Well … what if she is?

eleven.
     
    Heather had the black towel around
her body, tight this time. She ran a brush through her hair as she sat on the
edge of the bed. The water was still running, but not for long. She looked
around the room and couldn ’ t
believe she ended up in the care and clubhouse of a MC.
    As hot as it was … as hot as Brody ’ s body was thrusting at hers … it was all going to come to an
end as quick as it began. Heather needed to confess the truth about Lyle. And
that meant opening her own closet full of skeletons. This was a world of no
remorse and no care. The justice was fast and cold, served with what was known
and what was confessed. Heather knew there was no defending herself in all
this. She knew that getting into it. Part of her selfishly hoped that if Lyle
were to get busted, she could use the abused and forced card with a lawyer and
jury to ease the punishment.
    Here in the Back Down Devil
clubhouse, there were no lawyers. There was no judge. Hell, the closest thing
was Brody ’ s hands. They ’ d pass the judgment to Heather.
    And, again, that scared her and
excited her all the same.
    Heather stood