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hiding Ash’s obvious erection and saving them both from a particularly embarrassing moment.
    “So how’s things at the club these days?” Ben asked as he combed Ash’s hair into obedience and began attacking the snarled mess.
    “Things are good. Can’t complain. Business as usual and all that.” Ash always brushed off Ben’s questions about the club. Ben had been a member of the Steel Breed MC at least two decades before. He wasn’t one of the founding members, but he’d come on with the club shortly after the formation before they started getting into some of their more illicit activities that were now a staple of club business.
    According to Ben he’d left the club when he’d met the woman that would later become his wife. A combination of not liking where the club was heading, and wanting to settle down and get married and have kids led Ben to choose his current path. Ash respected the man making a decision and sticking with it, and he definitely left on good terms or else Ash wouldn’t even be speaking to him let alone paying him for his services, but that didn’t mean Ash was going to start discussing club business with him.
    “Something going on with Old Man Quirke’s daughter?” Ash glanced up at Ben in the mirror, eyebrows raised at the question.
    “Why do you ask?” he replied keeping his tone neutral.
    “I couldn’t help noticing you eyeballing her across the street before you came in. Looked like you was watching her mighty hard for someone un-interested. Just made me wonder what business the club could possibly have with an OG’s daughter.”
    “Wait. What? What do you mean an OG’s daughter?” Ash frowned at Ben in the mirror. “Are you telling me Seamus Quirke was an original Steel Breed?”
    “That’s what I’m saying. And I might add that it’s mildly disturbing that you don’t know who your forefathers are. Aren’t there still pictures up of all the originals in the club house?”
    “Yeah. I just never looked too close at them. Plus they’re all from forty years ago. It’s not exactly like I’m in the habit of studying old grainy photos of a bunch of dead dudes. I mean, respect sure, but how was I supposed to know the fucking head librarian was one of the first Steel Breed?”
    Ash sat in silence for a moment while Ben took the electric clippers to his beard and trimmed it down. Her father was an OG Steel Breed. The pieces were finally starting to come together. He knew Jack wouldn’t ask him to watch after just any old bitch on the street. And he had told Ash it was a personal favor . Damn big favor too. Asking one of their top five to watch after his daughter after he was dead.
    It also clarified the issue of Ash’s attraction to Maggie. She wasn’t just some bitch off the street. She was the offspring of an OG. She had Breed blood in her fucking sexy as sin veins. That practically made her property of the Steel Breed MC. Not a sweet butt, no. Not a pair of tits to be passed around. She was a legacy. Part of the family.
    When Ben was done Ash stood up and looked in the mirror. He ran his hands over his head and face feeling the hair tight against his skin. He thanked Ben and dropped a hundred dollar bill on the counter as he walked out. Ben had refused to take Ash’s money the first few times he came so Ash stopped trying to pay him directly. Usually he only left a fifty but the information Ben had provided today was worth the extra. Ash walked around the corner of the building and jumped on his bike. Instead of heading to the café as was his original plan he made a beeline for the bar that acted as clubhouse for the Steel Breed MC.
    When he walked inside the dank interior he stopped to let his eyes adjust. He let his gaze slide across the patrons scanning for Jack the MC’s president. Jack was nowhere in sight which wasn’t honestly surprising at this time of the morning.
    Most of the MC were late risers as was conducive to their late night lifestyle, but since