Marlene pulled into the parking lot of the Teller-Morrow garage. She took in the scenery around her, the black Harleys motorcycles all lined in a row. The slightly run down looking buildings. The fenced in play area that contained an extensive and expensive looking swing set. The "SONS OF ANARCHY" signs that hung just about everywhere. Men were milling around, they all seemed to big, greasy, and scary looking. Tattoos were obviously not a taboo with these people, Marlene thought as she watched one particularly big, hairy looking mechanic walk toward the moving truck she was driving.

He walked over next to her driver's side window. She rolled the window down.

"What can I do ya for today?" he asked. She noticed that his voice was deep and booming, but he spoke in a low almost soft tone. She also glimpsed kindness in his hazel eyes.

She smiled at him and offered him her hand. "Name's Marlene. I'm a friend of Tara's, she gave me directions here, told me to ask for her when I got in."

He smiled and displayed a row of gleaming white teeth behind his long full beard. He took her hand and pumped it once. His hand was large, rough and warm. His hand shake was gentle.

"Name's Opie. Tara told us to watch out for you." he said and opened her door, " Come on in the clubhouse and cop a squat. I'll have someone pull the truck 'round back."

Marlene climbed out of the truck and stepped away from it. She heard Opie slam the car door behind her. She took a step forward and realized her muscles were stiff from disuse. She closed her eyes and dropped her chin to her chest and slowly rotated her neck, then she reached above her head and stretched out her back muscles, she slowly arching her back. She put her hands on her hips and pushed them forward, taking in a slow breath as she felt her hip bones align themselves.

She opened her eyes and found a herself face to chest with a Teller-Morrow light gray work shirt. She took a quick step back, not used to having her space invaded, and bumped into the side of the truck. The gray shirt moved forward when she moved backward so she found herself closer to him than she had been before. He moved forward another step and she caught the scent of lemons, oil and leather. If he got any closer to her, she was sure her ass would make an indention in the side of truck.

She put her hands up, resting them on his chest. She pushed lightly, silently telling him to keep his distance, but he stood his ground, not giving an inch. She gave up and looked up, straight into the darkest blue eyes she had ever seen. Her breath caught, and for a moment her heart stopped. A lump rose to her throat and she felt warmth slide down her spine and into her pelvis.

She wanted this man. Her hand moved to cover his heart, and she felt the rapid tempo there and knew that he wanted her too. She smiled up at him, he pressed closer to her.

"ALRIGHT JUICE!" Opie said loudly, breaking Marlene out of her trance. She peeked over his shoulder at Opie. He was standing back from them, along with about five other mechanics, with an amused expression on his face.

"Ugh...umm.. Juice?" she said while she stroked her hand down his chest and across the buckle of his pants.

He seem to come out of the fog a bit when she said his name. His eyes clouded back over when her hand came into contact with his belt buckle. She smiled at him and he blinked. She pushed his chest and he finally stepped back a half a step. She slid past him, making sure to brush her breasts against his arm as she did so. He made a grab for her but she back up out of his reach.

All of the mechanics laughed.

Marlene went to stand next to Opie, knowing instinctively that she would be okay with him. He put an arm around her shoulders, and Juice stopped in his tracks.

"Move her car around back, okay Juicey?" Opie said with a big grin on his face as he lead Marlene into the clubhouse with his arm still draped around her shoulders.

She smiled up at him. "Thanks."

He leaned closer to her, "Just for future reference while you are here. Wearing a skin top tank top and tiny rolled up shorts will always attract that kind of attention around here." he said kindly.

She stepped back from him and looked down at herself. "What? These are my traveling clothes." she said defensively.

Opie took in her long slender chocolate brown legs, her bra-less breasts, and long dark brown hair that had been pulled back into pigtails. He looked at her face and took in the dimples that were winking with her grin, her full pink lips and huge hazel eyes and shook his head.

"Some of the guys around here are fresh out of jail, or just about to go in." he said quietly. He walked over to her and put a hand on her shoulder. It was a gesture of friendship. "Just be gotta be smart okay? Don't want to end up a passaround."

She opened her mouth to ask what the hell a passaround was, and he turned her and pointed to a hallway. "Tara keeps some things in Jax's room, it's on the left at the end of the hall, go back there and relax and change. I'm sure she wouldn't mind."

Marlene turned and looked up into his eyes. Taking the hint, she smiled at him and walked back to the room he directed her to.

She walked into the room and looked around. She saw two playpens sitting side by side in the far corner, and a changing table sitting next to them. The bed looked comfortable and clean, but that was were the cleanliness ended in the room. On the walls yellowing posters of porn stars hung in their full glory. The dressers and floor carpets looked old and just a bit dirty.

She walked over to the bathroom and peeked her head in, expecting the worse. It was spotless and clean. She breathe a sigh of relief and opened to the doors to the cabinet under the sink. It was stocked to the hilt with a large blue medical bag, extra toothbrushes, soap, wash clothes, large fluffy towels, and toothpaste.

Marlene picked out an unopened toothbrush, bar of soap, wash cloth and towel. She decided to borrow some of Tara's make-up and grabbed her make up bag as well.

After a long hot shower, Marlene took survey of herself in the mirror. She pulled the rubber bands out of her hair and finger combed it until it fell in straight layer down her back. She ran a hand over her face and shook her head.

Juicey boy must be hella hard up to come on to her so strong, she thought. At the thought of him, she felt warmth shoot through her body again.

How hard up was she? she thought and laughed at her reflection in the mirror. She put on some moisturizer, mascara and lip gloss. She smiled at herself in the mirror. She looked cute. She thought about Juice's reaction if she would go looking for him in the maroon bath towel she had on now.

The warmness between her legs intensified.

Shit, she thought, she was going to have that man.

The walked out of the bathroom with the towel wrapped around her and went to the dresser. She pulled out a pair of Tara's jeans, which were so snug she had to lay back on the bed to button them up.

She and Tara were pretty well matched up in every way.

Except she had a big ghetto booty and Tara didn't.

She stood up and went on a hunt for a shirt. The only thing she could find was a bunch of old short-sleeved t-shirt with SAMCRO written across them or reapers with guns pictured on the front. Marlene held one up and shook her head.

What the hell have you gotten yourself into Tara?, she thought as she pulled the shirt over her head. She rolled up the hem of the shirt to her bellybutton and tied a knot in the back. She sat on the bed and pulled her shoes on then walked over to the full length mirror to check herself out. She tugged the shirt up a little more so that more of her mid-drift showed. She turned and checked out her ass, walking away from the mirror as she did so.

Watch out Juice, she thought and smiled at her reflection again.

She walked out to the bar area and noted that everyone was gone except an old, heavy set man with an oxygen tank strapped to his side. He was smoking a cigarette and the doctor in Marlene came out full force.

She walked over to where he was leaning against the bar, and he looked up at her.

"You must be Tara's friend", he said in a low gruff voice.

"That'd be me." she said as she slid into the bar stool next to the old timer.

"You want?" he asked holding up a beer. She nodded her head and he walked behind the bar. She was taking a mental medical evaluation of the man. He popped the top on the beer and handed it to her.

"Much obliged, kind sir." she said purposefully letting her southern accent slip out

He smiled slightly and nodded at her. "Anything for a pretty lady such as yourself, darlin'."

She smirked at him and knocked back her beer in four long gulps.

He raised his eyebrows at her."Want another?" he said.

"Nah, but thanks for the refreshment."

"Anytime sweetheart." he said as he mashed out his cigarette.

She raised an eyebrow at him. "Those things will kill ya, you know." she said

"So I've heard." he said sarcastically.

"So then you also know that Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease is something that will take you out in short order?" she said as she raised an eyebrow at him.

"How'd you know that's what I got?" he asked suspiciously.

"Short spurts of breathing, barrel chest, oxygen tank; which I am guessing is from a bad onset of respiratory acidosis. Trouble keeping your balance, heart palpitations probably too." she said mentally taking stock of the man in front of her, "but I'm guessing that won't stop you from being a badassed motorcycle riding charming son of a gun."

He smiled at her, and Marlene knew right then that she had won him over.

"You a doctor too?" he asked.

"Best in my field", she said.

"And that field will be?"

"Cardiology."

He raised his eyebrows and smiled at her while tipping his beer back. "Looks like I've got a new doctor."

She was about to reply when the door of the clubhouse and Tara walked in with a baby strapped to the front of her, and another riding on her hip. She spotted Marlene at the bar and walked over to her quickly. Juice came in the door behind her carrying a baby bag and two grocery bags. He followed Tara over to Marlene.

"MARLEY!" Tara cried while kissing her friend on the cheek and pulling her close with her free arm. Marlene hugged Tara back, and kissed her on the cheek. Hugging her friend, being close to her, felt like coming home.

She and Tara had been friends since they became accidental lab partners in Organic Chemistry at UCSD more than 12 years ago. They had both applied to Loyola Medical School and both got internships at the same hospitals. They jokingly told people that they were twins, and never batted an eyelash at the strange looks they got from the declaration.

Marlene ran her hand over the blond head of the sleeping baby strapped to Tara's front. She ran a finger over his pink, soft round cheek.

"He's beautiful Tara." she said. She turned to the baby on Tara's hip. He was watching her with big blue fascinated eyes. She held her hand out, palm up and smiled at him. He smiled back, and Marlene fell in love.

"Oh aren't you a little charmer?" she asked him. "You are just the most handsome baby boy Auntie Marley has ever seen." He grabbed her hand and moved closer to her. She held out her arms and he held up his. She picked him up and bounced him on her hip, completely enamored.

Tara motioned for them to sit down at a table and Marlene followed her, still holding Abel in her arms.

"How was the drive?" Tara asked her as soon as she sat down.

"Uneventful." Marlene said totally wrapped up in her conversation with Abel. She glanced over at Tara. "Borrowed some of your things, hope ya dont mind."

"Nah, you're good." she said while watching her friend charm Abel. She felt Thomas stir in the sling she was carrying him in and she stroked his back.

She looked back at Marlene and smiled, happy that her friend was finally here. When she had asked Marlene to come and help her out she hadn't really expected her to say yes, or to even be happy about moving to a small town with nothing to do, but Marlene had sounded excited to get out of Chicago.

"You seem happy Tara." Marlene said snapping Tara out of her mental wanderings.

Tara smiled, "I am."

"Good." Marlene said letting Abel slide down to the floor. She watched him toddle over to Juice, who was sitting at the bar typing on his computer. Juice reached down and scooped Abel up and Abel giggled.

"Who wouldn't be happy surrounded by these hot men?" Marlene asked her friend as her eyes roamed over Juice's back.

Tara watched her. "Careful there, Marley. He just got out of prison, he's still skiddish, hasn't been adjusting well." she told her friend quietly.

"I can get him adjusted." Marlene said sarcastically.

Tara touched the back of Marlene's hand. "I'm serious Marlene. Juice feels guilty that he got paroled before any of the other guys that went in with him. He thinks that they all should've come out together." Tara shook her head, staring off into space. "He won't be the same until everyone is home, together."

"I understand Tara. I've been around this sort of thing before." Marlene turned to look Tara square in the eye. "I'm not looking to involved. Just need someone to cleanse my palate with while I'm here."

Tara laughed out loud, jarring Thomas awake. The baby began to cry and Tara rocked him until his cries subsided. She looked back at her friend, who was looking at Thomas with a slight smile on her face.

"You want to hold him?" Tara asked her.

"Absolutely." she said standing and walking over to Tara. She bent at the waist and took the little guy from Tara's arms. She rocked him back and forth, stroking his light blond hair. He opened his eyes and Marlene noted that they were green. "He looks exactly like John." she said

"Yea" Tara said.

"Where is he anyway?"

"Should be getting out of school soon. I sent him a text to let him know you'd made it to town."

"Can't wait to see my baby."

Juice wandered over to the two women, and heard the last of the conversation. Marlene had a baby? he thought. He could not remember her background check mentioning anything about any children. He would have to do a bit more digging later on. He sidled up next to her with Abel toddling along behind ran a rough hand over Thomas' head, smiling down at the little boy. He watched as Marlene rocked Thomas to sleep. Her face was relaxed and soft. In that moment she looked beautiful to Juice. He felt a bit jealous of the baby, no woman had ever held him or looked at him as tenderly as she was now holding and looking at Thomas.

Juice felt a pull from the woman he was standing in front of. He had watched her stretch, draw in by her wonderful slender body and her graceful movements. When she had opened her eyes and looked up at him he felt a warmth slid down his spine. He wanted to fuck her, but he also wanted to talk to her.

It was weird, he had never felt that way before. Women were for one use only in his life. He had watched his brothers fall in love, but he never experienced it first hand and had trouble believing it existed. He didn't think that his attraction to Marlene was "love at first sight", perhaps more like i-want-to-fuck-you-because-when-you-stretched-i-saw-an-outline-of-your-camel-toe-but-the-intelligence-and-knowledge-in-your-eyes-makes-me-want-to-have-a-conversation-with-you-too at first sight. Juice shook his head, and forced himself back to reality. He thought she might want him, but he had to be sure first. He looked at Marlene again, silently ordering her to look up at him.

She glanced up at him, and gave him a big smile her even white teeth gleaming against her dark pink lips.

Juice smirked at her, ah yea she wanted him.

"Looks like I've got some competition", he said looking down at the baby between them.

"Hard to compete against such a cute little guy", she said looking down at Thomas and smiling to herself.

Juice laughed a little. She was cute. He liked that.

"Hard to tell which cute little guy you're talking about there Mar." Tara said as she walked up to Marlene and bumped her hip with hers. "I'll take Tommy to my room and so he can get a good nap before John gets here."

Marlene gently placed Tommy into Tara's waiting arms. Tara smiled down at her son, her face radiant. In the 12 years she had known Tara, she had never seen her look so happy. It made her happy and hopeful that her friend had finally found her place in this crazy world.

Tara walked toward the rooms, Abel toddling after her saying, "Mommy! MAMA!"

Marlene turned to Juice. She sucked her stomach in, and put her hands in her back pocket. This was a casual move that she had perfected her junior year of high school. It made her stomach look flatter, casually arched her chest up, and drew attention to her one true asset.

Her ass.

This did not escape Juice's attention. He stepped closer to her. She looked up at him, standing her ground, and taking in his scent. Her stomach curled with desire.

Oh yea, she thought.

She arched an eyebrow at him, silently asking him what he wanted. He raised his eyebrow as well, asking her the exact same question.

"You stepped into my space, my friend." she said quietly

"Yea" was all that Juice said and he moved closer. He placed his hands on her exposed mid-drift.

When his rough warm hands made contact with her skin she thought she would rip his clothes off right there in the middle of the bar room.

He saw her response in her eyes and he smiled at her.

Not one to be outdone she stepped closer to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. He wrapped his thick muscular arms around her waist, bringing her closer to him.

She pressed her chest to his chest. He leaned his face close to hers. She closed her eyes thinking her was about to kiss her. Instead he whispered, "Third room, left side of the hall. After the garage closes." He released her and walked out of the clubhouse. Leaving behind a very turned on and thoroughly confused Marlene.

She stood there blinking when the clubhouse door was pushed open quickly and she heard, "AUNT MARLEY!" and was suddenly embraced by long, thin but strong arms.

She looked down at John and hugged him back. She pushed him back from her and held him at arms length, getting a good look at him. She considered herself his second mother, and she felt a heart tugging warmness wrap around her as she looked at him.

He was bigger, taller. His hair was longer and blonder. He wore baggy blue jeans and an old beat-up t-shirt similar to the one Marlene had found in Tara's room.

"Jesus Christ baby. You Grew!" she exclaimed, pinching his bicep.

He blushed and Marlene smiled, he was still her baby. "Yea that happens Aunt Marley."he said. A blond girl followed him into the clubhouse, she looked at them and then looked down at her feet. She walked over and stood next to John. John looked over at her and bumped her arm. She looked up at him and blushed and smiled.

"Ellie, this is my Aunt Marley" John said in introduction, "Aunt Marley, this is Ellie."

Ellie looked back at her feet and Marlene smiled. "Hello Ellie" she said brushing the little girl's hand with her own. Ellie looked up at her, surprise clear in her eyes.

"It's nice to meet you." Marley said

"You too" Ellie said quietly. She looked over at John and John smiled back at her. She blushed again and looked away.

Marlene's eyebrows raised. So that's the way the waters flow, she thought. She smiled a little and looked at John. He was an attractive boy, would turn into a handsome man. He was intelligent beyond all belief and had a outgoing personality. She would bet her bottom dollar that his feelings for this little girl in front of her were strong and true.

"I brought you some presents kid." She said and snapped his attention back to her. Even Ellie was looking at her.

"Where is it?" he said excitement clear in his voice.

"Somewhere behind this garage, in the truck." she replied.

"Is it what I think it is?"

"Depends"

"On?"

"What you think it is."

"Aunt Marley..." he said in exasperation.

She gave him a large toothy grin.

"Well let's go get it!" he said as he dropped his book bag and ran out of the door of the clubhouse. Marley laughed at him and followed him out. Juice was standing across the parking lot in close conversation with an older woman with shoulder length dark brown hair. Marley felt a trill of jealousy run down her spine. Was this his old lady? She whipped her eyes from him and the woman and folded her arms across her breasts. Trying and failing to master her anger. Why was she jealous? He wasn't hers. Just a possible fun diversion. If he was willing to cheat with her, she wouldn't stop him. He was a fucking cheater! Fucking mother fucker. Marley marched behind the kids, noticing that when they were out of eyesight of everyone they walked closer together, holding hands.

Her heart was thumping in her chest when she made it around the corner and found the truck. She unlocked the padlock on the gate and roughly pushed up the hatch of the truck.

John climbed up and started screaming while jumping up and down. Marley had to hand onto the side of the truck to keep from falling.

In front of them sat his Kawasaki KX 450F dirt bike. John was so excited that he couldn't form words, a phenomenon that Marley had never witness before this day.

Ellie climbed onto the back of the truck and followed John inside. Marley jumped down and continued to try to master her anger. She paced back and forth in front of the back of the truck. Even though they had only touched twice, and almost kissed once. She was still mad.

Men were just shit, she decided. Nodding to herself and crossing her arms over her chest again. She just attracted the most shittiest men ever placed on the planet. To think, the guy had a woman, possibly a wife, and he was coming after her like it was nothing. RIGHT UNDER HIS WOMAN'S NOSE! Shit.

She walked over to a tree and kicked it, then immediately started jumping up and down as pain shot through her toe and up her leg.

"SUGAR FRICKIN' SUGAR!" she yelled, trying her best not to curse in front of the children that were now climbing out of the back of the truck. She hopped around for a while, and then just sat down on her butt on the asphalt cradling her injured toe.

"What the hell?" she heard and then she was suddenly lifted into the arms of the man that had caused all of this. He scent rose around her and she turned her face away from him and gritted her teeth together.

John jumped down from the truck and ran over to them. "Aunt Marley! What happened?" he asked anxiously.

She felt bad for making him worry, so she threw a smile his way and said she was okay. He didn't look convinced and trailed along behind Juice as he carried her back into the clubhouse.

He sat her down gently in a chair and hollered for Tara. He grabbed another chair and quickly brought it over to Marley. He lifted her leg carefully and placed it on the chair in front of her. If she weren't so pissed at him she would've found his display funny. It was a stubbed toe, not a fractured skull.

He rocked from one foot to another anxiously waiting for Tara to make an touched her calf and she felt a tingle.

She really needed to get laid, but not by this douche bag.

"Is it broken?" he asked worriedly.

She rolled her eyes at him and refused to reply.

Tara walked over to them and frowned down at her friend. "What the hell Marley? Don't tell me you got mad and got into a fight already?"

Marley snorted. "Yea with a tree."

Tara laughed out loud and Abel laughed along with her. He was just behind her holding his favorite fire engine. Marley looked over at him and smiled. Even he knew she was being an ass. She held her arms out to him and he ran to her. She picked him and he showed her his toy and said, "Truck!"

"Yes" Marley said smiling wide at him, "It's a fire truck. Can you say fire truck? Hmm little man can you say fire truck?"

Abel looked at her seriously and then said, "Fire fuck!"

Everyone in the club busted out laughing. Marley looked over at Juice. He was cute when he laughed, still a cheating, douche bag, but a cute one. She blew out a pent up breath and looked away from him. She was going to have to keep her distance from this one. Marlene Samson had been a lot of things in her life, but a home wrecker was not one of them.

"So you are okay?" Tara asked.

"Right as rain. Just thought I'd let big boy here play hero to my damsel." she said poking her thumb at Juice.

He frowned at her and Marley turned her face away from him.

"We should probably go home." Tara said, "You think you can drive the truck with your 'injury'?"

"Sure" Marlene said as she jumped up. She still refused to look at Juice, and she walked past him without a word. She pushed the clubhouse door harder than she needed to when she walked out of the door, and limped quickly back to the climbed into the driver's seat and looked in her eyes in the mirror.

Why was she so mad?

She helped Tara move boxes into the garage of the big brick two story house. She was trying to keep her mind off of Juice and his woman. She focused on the task at hand, and took in her surroundings.

The house was beautiful. It was completely brick with a three car garage. It had two stories,five bedrooms, two large dens, a formal dining room with a long redwood table as it's centerpiece, and a large eat in kitchen. The yard was fenced in and large, with a two sets and a pool in the back. Tara had it recently built after Thomas was born, since she had outgrown the house she had lived in before Jax was sent to jail.

She watched as John rolled his dirt bike down the ramp of the moving truck. He looked excited and happy. She smiled at him and followed him into the garage. She walked over to the corner and picked up her suitcase.

When Tara had called her and asked her to move her things from storage to Charming, Marlene had jumped at the chance to get away from Chicago. She had not heard from Tara in over a year, and two hours before the call she had walked in on her future husband and with the receptionist from her practice. He had her bent over the black leather sofa Marlene had picked out for him.

She wasn't sure what offended her more, the fact that he had never made her scream that way, or the fact that the girl wasn't even attractive.

She laughed at herself as she walked up to Tara's guestroom. This room was much nicer and more richly appointed than the room at the clubhouse. Marlene collapsed on the bed on her back. Her mind immediately went to Juice and her animal attraction to him. He was handsome. He was obviously of Latin decent. Marlene had always had a thing for latinos. She rubbed a hand over her breast. Feeling her nipple harden when she thought about what Juice's hand would feel like there.

She let out a frustrated sigh, and got up and walked over to the bathroom. She was going to take a cold shower and then get reacquainted with her best friend.

Marlene and Tara were sitting in the kitchen preparing dinner when Juice old lady walked in the back door. Marlene paused, not sure how to react.

Tara smiled and the older lady and she smiled back at Tara.

Marlene set her knife down.

Tara wrapped her arm around the older woman's waist and walked her over to the island where Marlene was standing.

Marlene crossed her arms over her chest.

"Marlene, this is Gemma. Gemma, Marlene" Tara said in introduction.

Marlene muttered hello as Gemma took her measure with her eyes. Gemma nodded once to herself and said hello back to Marlene.

Gemma? Marlene thought, but wasn't that Jax's mother? Which means she is married to Clay, the leader of the pack? So how could Juice...

Marlene replayed the scene of them together in her head again. She remembered seeing Gemma touch his arm, but nothing more than that. He had smiled affectionately at Gemma but it had not gone beyond that.

Marlene's arms fell to her sides. She looked at Tara with wide eyes.

"What time is it?" she asked Tara.

"Ummm around 8:00 pm, why?"

"I gotta go"Marlene said

"Where are you going?" Tara asked her retreating back.

"To get some Juice!" Marlene said flashing a smile over her shoulder as she grabbed her friend's keys and walked out of the side door.

Juice sat on the top of the picnic table outside of the clubhouse smoking a joint. A croweater walked up to him and came to stand in between his legs. She rubbed her hand down his chest, but Juice ignored her.

He was thinking about Marlene. What the hell had happened? He knew she wanted him. That shit was clear in her eyes when she first looked at him. She had gone all cold on him after he had made her an offer.

Maybe she was offended? Shit, he didn't know. He looked down at the croweater that was still trying to get his attention. Maybe he should just fuck her. Obviously it had been too long since he had a woman. He probably just needed to get the shit out of his system, then Marlene wouldn't look so appealing to him.

He remembered when he saw her sliding out of the moving truck. He had to admit that he was shocked when he saw her in person. She was totally not what he expected.

When Tara told the club that she was having her best friend college come out to move the rest of her things from Chicago, everyone had been up in arms. Not knowing what to expect. Juice had run an extensive background check on her. He thought he knew exactly the type of person she would be.

He was wrong.

When he watched her slide out of that truck. He long dark slender legs exposed, her tight AC/DC t-shirt revealing far too much of her chest, and her cute little pigtails he had been, shit well, he had been awestruck.

When he watched her unfurl before his eyes. Stretching out her obviously sore muscles. He had been seriously attracted. He was across the parking lot and in her face before he could stop himself. When she had looked up at him, and then smiled. Shit he wanted to press her up against the truck and fuck her right there.

He felt his dick growing hard at the thought of that. The croweater in front of him gave a throaty giggle, thinking she was doing it for him. He stood up and pushed her away, walking toward his bike. He would go for a midnight ride. Clear his head.

He was about to exit the parking lot when he saw Marlene turn Tara's black cutlass into the parking lot. Their eyes met. They both knew why she had come. Juice looked at her, and then nodded his head. She pulled into the parking lot and made a U-turn, and then followed him out into the road, and then to the outskirts of Charming.