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Finch
After leaving my parents' house, I returned my car to my place and exchanged it for my bike. Instantly heading over to pick Petal up, the two of us needed to be at the club in the next thirty minutes, or we would both be late. Luckily, when I got to her place, she was already walking out to meet me and ready to go. Again, I had to instantly remind myself she was off-limits. This time, my father's voice joined in on the conversation I was having with myself. His words at the house, reminding me Jax wouldn't treat me any different than any other member of the MC, echoed in my head.
I had to get through this weekend and then move on. Petal was sexy, and she knew it. Dressing in the short, skimpy clothes all the other girls working at the club do was bad enough. But seeing her on a day she didn't work was enough for me to know it didn't matter what this woman had on. I wanted her, and not just claim her. I wanted her to dominate me and show me what she could do. And not just in a s****l way. I wanted her in my life and my daughters. But that couldn't happen. She was off limits unless she quit her job. Until then, I couldn't be with her.
Helping her on the back of my bike and feeling her body pressed against mine was like torture. The drive to work felt like it took forever. Then, spending the night watching her on the stage dancing for everyone who paid to come into the club. Not to mention, the lap dances and private dances for the night all had me in a bad mood by the end of the night. A mood I had no right to be in. She wasn't my girl. I couldn't even be with her without getting in trouble with the club. She was off f*****g limits, and still, I wanted her. I was straight-up jealous of every man she danced for. I wanted to beat the s**t out of every single one of them.
The next day wasn't any better. The two of us were at the club at the same time. I walked around the floor, keeping an eye on all the guys there, making sure none of them were getting too handsy with any of the girls. All while keeping track of where Petal was in the club. Watching her dance on the stage, then working the floor and giving paying shitheads lap dances. My mood soured more and more with each dance. And then it happened. A guy touched her. I wasted no time before stepping in. It didn't matter that she had it under control. The guy was done. He touched her. He was done.
My hand landed on the guy's shoulder before Petal could fully react to the guy's hand on her boob.
"Hands off."
Laughing, the guy pulled his hand away from her, holding both his hands up.
"Alright, man, my bad."
Tightening my grip on the guy, I tried to rain in my anger. The guy was clearly drunk and not taking the situation seriously. Petal backed away from the guy. Generally, after a warning, the girls would continue the dance unless one of us guys had to step in, and then the dance was over. I could tell she was unsure of what to do because this was the guy's first offense and should only be a warning. But I hadn't removed my hand from the guy. Her stepping back made the guy stop laughing and turn in his chair, a glair on his face.
"What the f**k, man? I paid for a dance with this b***h. You got a problem?"
"Yeah, you don't know how to keep your hands to yourself, so your dance is done."
Angry, the guy stood up, knocking my hand off his shoulder with one hand in the process. His other hand moved through the air, his fist connecting with my jaw. After that, I got two or three good hits on the guy before I was pulled away by other members of the MC. At the same time, the guy was pulled away by a few other MC members. Though I will give it to the guy, he also got in another good punch or two.
After being pulled off the drunk guy, I was pushed to the back of the club, away from the rest of the paying guests. Jax came up to me, looking pissed, as I was pushed into one of the back rooms.
"What the hell happened out there?"
"The guy was grouping one of the girls."
"Try again, Finch. I was watching the whole thing go down."
"Then you saw him grab her."
Moving, Jax pushed me back into the door I had been shoved through only a moment ago.
"The guy grabbed her, yes, but Amber had it under control. You didn't give her a chance to do anything before stepping in and beating the s**t out of the guy."
Clinching my teeth together, I didn't respond. At some level, I know he is right, and if it had been any of the other girls, I wouldn't have stepped in so quickly. But it wasn't just any of the other girls; it was her. Pushing me again, Jax glared at me.
"Something I need to know?"
I shook my head.
"Better not be. Go clean up and get your head on straight. When you're done, come to my office."
Stepping back, he gave me enough room to move past him and make my way to one of the bathrooms. One look in the mirror, and I had to give the guy even more props. For being so drunk, he did well holding his own. I had a bloody lip and blood dripping from my nose. Luckily, I am sure my nose isn't broken, but he still got it pretty good. I had to get it to stop bleeding before I could work on cleaning the blood off my face. Besides my face, my knuckles were torn up a little from punching the guy. Overall, it took me a good five or ten minutes to get cleaned up. At which point, I had a very angry-looking Petal barging into the room with me.
"What the hell?"
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