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CHAPTER TWO

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ANN Atotal bitch.

At least to me, she was, I noticed she was polite to the others, but to me, she was snarky. Despite that, I found myself watching her like I always do. She looks beautiful in that red dress, but then Ann always looks gorgeous. And she knows it.

My mind wanders back to earlier, seeing her sprawled on the floor, that perfect heart-shaped ass on display that, for a woman, her size was surprisingly curvy. I can still feel the lush flesh of her ass on my palm from when I spanked her. I couldn't resist the temptation; before I knew it, my hand did what my mind wanted.

As if feeling my gaze, she turns those whiskey eyes on me, catching my stare and even holding it for a few minutes, long enough that I see something else in her eyes.

Attraction?

Surely not.

Perfect, Ann Foster, attracted to a lowly biker, but it was there in her eyes before she caught herself and looked away.

Well, well, well, this was a development I didn't see coming. Could that be why she was such a bitch to me all the time? Fighting the attraction she had to me. After all, she felt she was above the club and its members and made no secret of it. I had a little thing for her too. I wondered quite a few times what it would be like to fuck that sass right out of her.

Ann was small, only a little over five-one, but curvy; she had large whiskey eyes that had flecks of green in them that complimented well with her olive skin and shoulder-length dark hair;yes, I looked close enough to notice, a dainty nose, her red lips had a slight bow, on an oval face. Yes, I spent lots of time studying Ann since Shadow always put me on Mary's watch, which to me, Shadow was showing confidence in me since Mary was his most precious possession, and he trusted me to take care of her.

Of course, Ann didn't feel the same, throwing insults my way every chance she got. A few times, I came close to throwing her over my knee and spanking that cute ass of hers the way her Momma and Daddy should have done.

Bringing my mind back to the wedding, realizing I had zoned out, and it was almost over. The minister was concluding with official man and wife line, Shadow looking like he just gained billions in wealth instead of a ball and chain. But Mary was a great woman, and Shadow loved her. But I was in no way looking to get locked down, fuck no, too much of a headache having a woman to answer to all the time. But, I was twenty-six, only patched in for about a year, and wasn't ready to settle for one pussy; when there were many to explore and being a biker, it came easy and often.

Shadow and Mary walked back down the aisle with Stonewall and Ann following. Ann looked deep in thought, her tiny teeth nibbling on her bottom lip. It made me think of other things she could nibble on. I would have to find an opportunity to investigate just how much of an attraction she had to me because I'm more than down with a hook-up if she wants it.

Really down with it.

"Quit daydreaming and move." Fuse shoved at my back; apparently, I'm blocking the row.

"What's your hurry? Chill," I said over my shoulder.

"Shay has to get ready to play for the reception."

"Where'd you find a drummer?" I directed the question at Shay.

"Right under our noses, Runner, he plays the drums, he heard us talking about needing a drummer, and he came and practiced with us. So now he is part of 'Steel Stilettos,” Shay said, smiling at me.

"Looks like he got back from Florida at the right time."

"We need to move Shay," Fuse griped, pushing past me, pulling Shay behind him. Fuse is still pissed. I had an interest in Shay. But that's all it was interest. Once he locked her down, I was out.

Making my way from the tent, I headed inside. I was hungry, and Shadow and Mary opted for a laid-back setting for the reception, buffet style with music and dancing, nothing formal. I liked that. I didn't want to spend the afternoon uncomfortable. I wanted to drink, eat and maybe see how far little miss priss Ann's attraction goes. This could be fun.

ANN

PICTURES WEREdone, and I headed up to change. Shadow and Mary agreed that they wanted everything casual for the reception, so I needed to change. I wish she would have gone more traditional, I loved planning events, and since I was never getting married, Mary's was the only chance I had to plan a big wedding. But it wasn't my call, and I'm never letting a man control me through marriage, thinking I had to take whatever shit he threw at me.

Hell no!

I made enough money at my job as a financial consultant at my dad's firm. At twenty-five, I could support myself and be independent. I watched my mother suffer living with my father growing up; he treated her like she wasn't there. He always kept a mistress and was rarely home, but she needed him financially, so she stayed. After that, I vowed never to be my mother.

Reaching the room, I quickly changed into a casual but dressy red mid-thigh dress that fit like a glove, a pair of red low heeled sandals so I could walk in the grass, and grabbed a light sweater for later, being the end of September, fall was on our little town and evenings got chilly. Mary lucked out having such a warm fall day for her wedding.

As I made my way back outside, I noticed the bar area of the club was pretty busy with members of the club, drinking and playing pool. I do have to say the clubhouse is much nicer than I would have guessed. It had a modern feel throughout the place and was kept clean. I could hear the band had already started playing as I hit the door to the outside. I had listened to the band play before at the nightclub 'The Unlimited' and Shay, the lead singer, was also married to one of the members, the band was really good.

Tables had been set up outside and along with the stage and dance floor. The buffet was set up underneath a tent next to the clubhouse. It looked like everyone was enjoying themselves. My eyes wandered around, looking for Mary or Summer; they were the only friends I had here. I spotted Mary sitting on Jay's lap at one of the tables, where Summer and Viking also were seated. I noticed Summer is now also wearing a property vest.

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