Something was wrong. Sadist didn’t know exactly what, but something had changed with Beth while they were at her parents today. Her brothers had been a little distant at first but hadn’t taken long to warm up to him. Her parents though? Sadist wasn’t sure they’d ever warmed up. He glanced at the backs of his hands as he rode toward the clubhouse and wondered if it was the tattoos or the hair that had put them off.
He shook his head and pulled into the fenced lot surrounding the clubhouse. With a sigh, he pushed Beth and her family from his mind, pulled off his helmet and went inside. There was business to attend and the last thing he wanted was someone accusing him of mooning over her while they tried to work.
Stepping into the building he stood for a moment to get a feel for what was go
