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She looked away from me to him and nodded. “Babe?” she eyes him warily.

“I’ve sobered up, it had been a really long day,” he clarified, “I’m not normally such an asshole.”

I lifted an eyebrow as I watched him. Gauge admitting he’d been an asshole was something I’d never seen before.

“I apologize for my behavior. Can’t speak for this dickwad though; that’s just what he’s like. But me, I’m a pussy cat.” He smiled and I wanted to punch him in his face.

“You doing okay?” he continued.

Gauge’s gaze followed as Penny patted her chest with the towel. “Yes, thanks. Charlie’s been really good to me.”

“She’s a good woman,” Gauge said, and I snorted on a laugh, receiving a look from both of them. “Ignore this dick—he doesn’t know a good woman when he sees one.”

I was glad I was wearing my shades. I could feign indifference when really I hadn’t taken my eyes off her the entire time.

She smiled at him, and it made me want to punch his teeth out.

“Do you know a good woman when you see one, Gauge?” she asked, her voice a purr as she stepped closer to him.

Oh motherfucking hell no.

I drank some more of my beer, my hard gaze on her.

“Always, babe,” he said, his hand reaching out to trail his fingers down her bare arm, his eyes on her tits practically bursting out of the bathing costume.

The song on the stereo finished and the sound of Charlie and Rider fucking echoed out from the house. We all stood awkwardly, waiting for the next song to come on and fill the silence. Gauge still had his hand on her arm and Penny was still holding on to her towel, water dripping down her body. Woman needed to cover herself the fuck up.

“Can I get you a drink?” Gauge asked, like he was a fucking gentlemen or some shit.

“I’ve got one, but thanks,” she replied, her eyes still on him.

“Where’s Macy?” I asked, interrupting their moment.

“She’s sleeping,” she replied, glancing at me briefly.

“Dinner’s ready, boys,” Charlie called with a smile as she came out of the house adjusting her shorts, her cheeks flushed. Rider was behind her, and he smacked her ass as she carried a tray over to the barbeque and began pulling off the steaks.

Rider made his way to us, his silver hair loose around his shoulders. He dragged his hands through it before pulling out a cigarette from his cut and lighting it.

“Fucking love that woman,” he grunted, his eyes still on her. He grabbed his cock and rearranged it and Penny looked away with a smirk.

“She’s insane,” Gauge said before looking back at Penny. “In a good way.”

She laughed. “I better go help her.”

She turned and left, and I watched her sweet ass sashay all the way over to Charlie, the edges of my handprint peeking out from the bottom of her suit. My chest filled with pride.

“I’m gettin’ in that,” Gauge said, and I tore my gaze away from Penny’s ass to glare at him. “What?” He shrugged, draining his beer.

I kept my mouth shut.

I didn’t need to say anything because there was no way I was letting any of my brothers touch Penny. It had driven me almost crazy thinking about some other man almost fucking her after she’d gone back home. Good thing that Razuuk had killed that Scratch guy, because I would have it if he hadn’t.

I may not have wanted her, but that didn’t mean any other man could have her. And fuck me, ifanyonewas taking her virginity it was going to be me.

“Not happening,” Rider said.

“Why the fuck not?” Gauge growled. “No one’s got claim to her. She’s free pussy. Especially since she fucking owes us for keeping her safe.”