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I pull my door closed behind me and skip off to my bed, falling back and hitting the mattress while I pull my phone from my pocket. Bringing it in line with my face, I search for Danger’scontact information and press video call. The phone rings, and he picks up within three rings.

“Lunar…”

“Hey! So I have good news.”

“Am I getting you wrapped in a bow for Christmas?” he asks.

“Well, that can be arranged, but that’s not what I was gonna say.”

“Oh, okay. Well then, do continue, ma’am.”

I shake my head and let out a small laugh. “Right, well, you and the guys are free to come to the clubhouse tonight. If you still want to? The feast starts at like six, but you can come around five-ish if you want and meet everyone and kiss me and shit.”

“Kiss you and shit?” he questions, and I smirk.

“Yeah, if you wanna?”

“Oh… I wanna. I’m just wondering what theand shitentails exactly.”

“Just wait and see, it’s my Christmas surprise,” I tease, a mischievous twinkle in my eye.

“Shit, Lunar! You sure do know how to get a man’s imagination running wild,” he feigns disappointment.

“Don’t get too excited now, big guy.” I let out a laugh.

“Oh… nice way to ruin my wild, imaginative fun.”

“I like to be a spoilsport.”

“We’ll be there, five sharp.” He nods decisively.

“Great, can’t wait to see you. Oh, and wear something red. It’s Christmas, after all,” I tease, and he chuckles.

“Yes, ma’am, see you soon.”

“Later.” I end the call and smile wide as my door creaks open. I look toward it, my smile faltering. Normally, when a club girl’s door opens, it means only one thing. And if there’s one rule you don’t break, it’s turning down a brother when he wants sex. My muscles clench, and my breathing quickens when Skye pops herhead through the door. I clench my eyes tight and breathe in a sigh of relief.

“Shit,” I murmur, and she walks in.

“Sorry, did I scare you?”

I flop back onto the bed and nod. “Yes, you did. I thought you might have been Penetrator or someone equally as horrendous looking for me for… well, you know. No one has tried yet, but I know it will come sooner or later now Steel has Willow.”

“Yeah, I’ve heard the guys talking about how they would love to get back in with you, but Steel is telling everyone to keep away.”

I gasp. “What? Why’s he doing that?”

She shrugs. “Says it’s something to do with Danger. He doesn’t want the club to fuck things up for you.”

“Well, fuck me… hedoescare.”

Skye tilts her head and rolls her eyes. “Lunar, of course, he cares. He wants to see you happy. Yes, that’s not with him, but if you can be happy with Danger, he’s not going to let anyone fuck that up for you. He wants the best for you. Even though your relationship with him is a weird one, you were his girl for a long time… that still counts for something.”

“Well, that’s really nice of him. ’Cause the last thing I want is to be servicing the brothers, no offense.”

She smiles. “None taken. It’s not my ideal job either, but it’s part of being a club girl. It’s all part and parcel of this life.”

“We can leave, you know. There’s more out there than this club. We are smart and can better ourselves.”