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I hesitate. Symphony seems satisfied with whatever they talked about and starts traipsing back across the lawn.

“Symphony’s coming back. I’ve gotta go.” I pull the phone away from my ear.

“Hey—hold on.”

I put it back. “What?”

“I need to meet with you. Iron Jack put me in charge of getting an answer.”

“About being a club bunny?”

“Yeah, or whatever.”

“But you don’t live in the clubhouse.”

“No.”

“Who does?”

“We can talk about it tomorrow before the bar opens.”

“Should I come to the Leaky Skull?”

“Sure.”

“Okay. I’ll be there at ten. That all right?” Symphony has made it back and waits for me to finish.

“Sounds good. Tomorrow. Ten.” He ends the call.

The phone slides down my cheek to land in my lap. I’m going to be alone with Merrick. I look up at Symphony. “What did they say?”

“They’ll push back to the parking lot if we move to where they can see us.”

“What about when I go to class?” I ask.

“They’ll wait for you to come out. One will take the front of the building, and the other will take the back, so don’t try to sneak past them.”

I shove my phone in my bag. “This is ridiculous.”

“It’s pretty wild.” She glances back at them. “You know, it’s notyouthey’re protecting.”

I zip my pocket and stand up. “What is it, then?”

Symphony bites back a smile. “It’s, um, your virginity. They don’t want anyone else taking it before they can.”

I stare at her, incredulous.

Holy fucking shit.

My hymen has a security detail.

CHAPTER 6

MERRICK

Iron Jack makes a rare appearance at the Leaky Skull Monday night. Diesel gives me a nod to say he’s got the bar, so I head over to his table and sit across from him.

“Want a drink?” I ask.