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“Why is that?” he runs his hand over his face and sighs.

“I’m not really sure. I think that girl's heart is probably as broken as they come.”

“I know what happened, but did she never move on?”

“No,” he says, shaking his head. “Some things you can’t move on from, yeah?” I nod my head. Maybe he’s right. Maybe something you can’t move on from.

Jenson turns and heads back toward the clubhouse, and I follow behind him. We make it back inside, and I see her sitting in the chair in the back of the room, her eyes someplace else. It’s like she’s not even here at the moment, and it makes me wonder even more about her. Not that I should care, I don’t.

“How you feelin’?” Tide asks as I drop onto the stool next to him.

“I’m good, brother. Good to be home.”

“Good enough to take a ride next week?”

“Fuck yeah. It’s been too long since I’ve been on my bike and too long since I’ve had somethin’ useful to do,” I tell him with a grin.

“Heard that. We’re gonna take a little time off too and head out to the beach,” he tells me.

“No shit? Been a while since I’ve been out there. Miss the damn water.”

“Yeah, me too. I think it’ll do us all a little good to get the fuck out of here and take a break. It’s been a long time comin’.”

“It’s fucked up we live so fuckin’ close to the ocean, and no one ever goes over there.” Tide laughs as he grabs his beer and takes it down.

“No shit. I guess we just get caught up in life and club business, and it just doesn’t occur to us to go.”

“I heard that. It’ll be good to get outside for me. After spendin’ eleven years in that hell, the ocean is a welcome reprieve for me.”

“I know that’s right, brother. I’m glad you’re back.”

“Me too. How’s your old lady?”

“She’s good, man. Kid's growin’ up too damn fast. It’s nothin’ like the first one, ya know? This time is different.”

“How so?”

“I actually give a shit about my old lady this time,” he chuckles, slapping a hand on my shoulder.

“Guess that would help.”

“Sure as fuck does. When you find the one, you’ll see,” he tells me. I shake my head.

“I’m good. I spent too much time in the pen to even think about havin’ an old lady. Who the fuck knows when I’ll be back in there, yeah?”

“Don’t say that. They got you out this time on a fuckin’ murder charge, Storm. They’ll get you out again.”

“I have no fuckin’ idea how they even did that to begin with, and I know I owe that lawyer a thank you.”

“She’s hot, right? You can definitely thank her properly.” I laugh along with him when I hear Kenzee mocking us. We both turn and look at her as she walks past, rolling her eyes.

“That one’s somethin’ else isn’t she?” I ask.

“Yeah. Losin’ her dad the way she did really fucked her up. It’s almost sad. She can’t form a fuckin’ relationship to save her damn life.”

“Is she really that messed up?” He glances over at her before looking back at me and nodding his head.

“You’ve seen her.”