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to jail,” he said. “I am legitimately employed by the club as one of the chiefs. We enforce rules, and if someone doesn’t like to do that, our presence is enough. I can’t recall the last time I was required to use my fists. It just doesn’t happen.”
     
    “So you simply intimidate people into giving what you want?”
     
    “I guess I do.”
     
    She wasn’t intimidated by him. Lust, yes. Fear, no. Stacy cocked her head, as she sipped her drink. If she had her way with him, she would strip him naked and kiss every inch of his body. She would run her hands through his hair and then slide them down his face to the wide shoulders she remembered so well, and then skip over his taut stomach down to the hot, throbbing cock that felt perfect inside her. Her cheeks flushed, as she realized that she was actually visualizing making love to him.
     
    What kind of a sexual chemistry was this?
     
    It was probably some strange, new disease. When her drink was finished, he picked it up. “Did you drive here?”
     
    “No, got a cab.”
     
    “In that case, you can have more. Same as this one.”
     
    Her head was already buzzing. Stacy wasn’t used to drinking a lot. Even with Ned, she kept her quota fixed to one drink, but right now she felt impulsive, excited. “Sure, why not?”
     
    “Why not, indeed.”
     
    He walked over to get her drink. When he came back, she was quietly contemplating the décor. “Do you think someone actually shot that hog?” she asked when he came back. She pointed at the head of the hog that was installed above the bar.
     
    “That was James’s first kill. James is the owner of this club.”
     
    “So he actually killed that animal?”
     
    “Of course.”
     
    She wrinkled her nose and accepted the drink from his hand. “Have you ever shot someone?”
     
    “A human, no. An animal yes, once. I went hunting with James two years ago but that was the only time I did something like that.”
     
    “Are you good at shooting, hunting?”
     
    “Good enough, but I don’t think it’s fair to hunt animals because they don’t carry a gun and are quite helpless.”
     
    She was quite amazed at his words. So perhaps he wasn’t as hard-hearted as she thought. From the look of him, it was obvious that he didn’t mind using his hands when the chance arose, but it was also clear that he possessed a kind heart. “You are the sweetest enforcer that I ever saw.”
     
    “Hey don’t spread that word about. I would probably lose my job.”
     
    She winked at him. “Your secret is safe with me.”
     
    What the hell was she doing? Not only was she flirting with him, but she was also drinking too much. But somehow she felt restless today. Maybe a tad bit exhilarated. It wasn’t often that she spent time with a guy who was hired by others to put the fear of God in people. Looking at him, no one would believe that he did those kinds of things.
     
    “Did you ever do another job?”
     
    “Sure, love. I’ve been a waiter, a manager of a bar, a bouncer at a club, and various other interesting avatars.” He laughed. “But for the last four years I’ve been with the Sons of Judah. I like the work, the pay, and the company.”
     
    “And your family?”
     
    “I have four brothers and one sister. They are all scattered throughout the country, but come hell or high water, during Christmas we gather together at my parents’ ranch in Minnesota, and we catch up with each other.”
     
    “That’s a big family.” She leaned back. “I was an only child, and it’s just hard for me to imagine what it must be like when everyone gathers together. I bet it is chaotic.”
     
    “Oh, my mother loves it. She starts cooking a week before our arrival, and as people come in, they start chipping in. Christmas dinner is lavish. My mom is originally from Italy. My father met her when she was visiting America, and they hit it off. She will make every traditional Italian treat, as well as American