The Four Stages of Loving Dutch Owen - Debra Kayn Page 0,75

from him.

Marla Marie was across the room, taking a pool cue out of Kimball's hands and swinging the stick in the air the closer she got to the woman in front of Dutch. "Keep your hands off him."

Dutch pitched forward, catching Marla Marie around the waist, and grabbed the stick. "Whoa."

Marla Marie pointed at the woman. "Did you see what she did?"

The over-friendly woman slinked off to the back of the room. Marla Marie huffed. He tried to keep his amusement in check.

Not only was Marla Marie pissed off, but she'd also moved on to loving him again. This wasn't the first woman she'd tried to attack for touching him.

He remembered when a pintsize version of herself went at one of the chicks in Bellevue.

"God." She pushed against his chest in anger and stared at him. "Did you like what she did to you?"

"Nope." He rocked back on his heels, taking her all in.

There was his girl, planted firmly in stage four. Loyal, loving, and possessive.

"Then, what's that smug look on your face?" She poked him in the chest. "Don't think you can go from my bed to her. She's a skank."

He captured her mouth, prying her lips open and staking his claim the way he'd wanted to do the first time she'd gone head-to-head to keep women away from him. Her resistance waned, and her tongue met his.

Marla Marie molded herself to him, expelling all her worked-up adrenaline. His cock pulsed, letting him know he wasn't out for the count today.

She pulled back, holding his face. "You should've let me reach her. I would've kicked her ass."

"I know you would've." He looped his arm around her.

But, he wasn't willing to let her get hurt again because of him. He could keep the other women off him. He had no use for them anymore.

"I need to talk to Mike before the meeting starts."

"Well, I'm staying with you until you walk inside the room. I'm not going to let that bitch get close to you." She slid her hand into his back pocket.

That was fine with him. He had more important things to do today than let others distract him.

Near the door, Ruggle high-fived Marla Marie. Patting her ass, Dutch moved away while she talked to her boss.

Outside, he found Mike and secured his MC brother's truck for later. Lighting a cigarette, he stayed with the group of WAKOM members and observed them.

A brother was a brother, but there was always an undercurrent at every club. He wanted to see how they laundered the money and determine what kind of security they kept before he made his final decision.

Whichever chapter he decided to call home, he needed to make sure Marla Marie was taken care of if anything happened to him.

Sammy approached and stood shoulder to shoulder with him. "You're spending a lot of time in Moses Lake, brother."

"My woman's here."

Sammy stepped in front of him. "Are you staying on the road?"

"What's it to you?"

Sammy's mouth tightened. "Choose a patch."

Wearing the three-star patch, covered him to ride under all three clubhouses. He'd grown accustomed to other riders believing his loyalty sided with the Bellevue Chapter—they were the ones in charge of the money laundering business.

When he was in Bellevue, paranoia ran through everyone when he returned from Moses Lake and Spokane. If one member caused a weak link, they'd all go down.

"You have a problem with me, spit it out." He refused to back down. "I've got five years in the state pen saying I'm loyal to WAKOM. Do you?"

Sammy walked away. Dutch had no problem defending himself. When one of those assholes took to the road, never knowing if they'd return, then he'd talk to them.

Two arms slipped around him from behind. "Rubble is letting me start work two hours early and get off at midnight. So, I don't have to go home and then come back to work. Apparently, he thinks there will be enough members sticking around and wanting dinner when the meeting gets out that we can cater to them earlier. Plus, I can help since he'll be here by himself."

He reached behind her and pulled her around to his front. "Want me to stick around after I run into town to buy a mower?"

"If you want." She raised on to her tiptoes, and he leaned down and kissed her. "I'd like that."

He kissed her again. "Are you going to keep the women away from me?"

"I'm not worried. I can take them." She made a fist and