7LanceWhat the hell happened in there? I ask myself, over and over, as the water drips down my naked body. I can’t help but wonder at it. I’m not a man to be captivated by a woman. I’ve seen men taken prisoner by women before. Bear was like that. He wore his heart on his sleeve and more than once his sleeve was grabbed and violently smashed against the wall. Bear, with his soft eyes and massive power and deadly efficiency, was a weakling when it came to women. Was, I think. He probably still is. That’s true. Just because he’s no longer part of the business doesn’t mean he’s gotten any better in that regard.
But not me, never. I don’t let women take control of me like that. I don’t sing them songs and I don’t bring them gifts and, most of all, I never let their claws wrap around my heart.
