Knox's Stand
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 Jamie Begley

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Diamond again looked down at her paperwork. “She had bruising around her mouth and vagina. Were you aware of that?” Keeping a professional appearance was hard when she was fighting the embarrassment of her question.
“Sam and I both enjoy sex that gets a little rough. “ Knox shrugged.
“You have bite marks on your hand that are consistent with the bruising around her mouth.”
“When Sam comes, she likes to scream; the walls at that motel are paper thin.” This time Diamond wasn’t able to prevent herself from blushing.
“I see.”
“I doubt it,” Knox said sarcastically.
Diamond looked up at his reply, meeting his mocking gaze. She smothered her irritation once again, thinking about the money she would earn defending him.
“How often have you and Sam seen each other since she was no longer allowed at the clubhouse?”
“Friday was the first time.”
“Can I ask why, if you disliked this woman so much, did you have sex with her?” Diamond didn’t think he seemed the type to be swept away with passion.
A look of self-disgust flashed across his face. “Not many men would turn her down. Sam was not only good at sex, she enjoyed it. She was one of the few women that could give it to me the way I like it.”
Diamond wasn’t going to touch that answer. Gathering her paperwork, she began putting it back in her briefcase.
“The hearing is first thing in the morning. If you think of anything else that’s important, ask the sheriff to contact me. I’ll see you tomorrow.” Hastily Diamond stood up without looking at him directly.
Diamond went to the door and yelled for the sheriff to let her out. He rushed out of his office, looking at her in surprise.
“Finished?” he asked, looking over her shoulder at Knox still seated at the table with an amused expression on his face.
“Yes, I have what I need.” As soon as the sheriff opened the door, Diamond rushed through it, well aware she was making an ass of herself.
“Thank you, Sheriff.” Without waiting for a reply, Diamond walked through the office, ignoring the receptionist’s curious eyes. Once outside, she took a deep breath, trying to gather her composure. As she stood there, several people passing by gave her inquiring glances, which she ignored. When Knox had described Sam, he hadn’t been trying to embarrass her. He had merely been stating a fact.
She hadn’t really been all that embarrassed, either. No, she had left quickly to escape the feeling of arousal that had stormed her body at his blunt revelation. Diamond had only known a few lovers in her life. One, her high school sweetheart, who she had mistakenly thought would be with her forever; another when she had graduated college and began law school; and the last, who’d thought he saw a meal ticket on her forehead. Diamond enjoyed sex with each of them, but she had a feeling that what Knox participated in was something she had never experienced and had no intention of introducing in her life.
Walking back to her office, she went to her car parked in the lot. Shakily opening her car door, she was finally able to regain control of her wayward body; now angry for making a fool of herself. The next time she was around Knox she would be able to manage her composure and keep her traitorous body under control.
One thing her parents’ life had provided was an insight into the life Knox led and she wasn’t about to find herself attracted to a man involved in a lifestyle she hated.
 
 
Chapter Four
 
Diamond waited patiently as the clerk signed the release papers. The older woman kept glancing up at Knox, finally handing her the paperwork she needed. Once they were in her hands, she turned to Knox.
“You’re free to go.” Diamond kept her tone completely business-like.
Knox nodded, turning on his heel to leave, while Diamond followed along, rushing to keep up with his long strides. Outside, Diamond came to a stop at seeing her client swallowed up in the crowd of The Last Riders waiting for their friend’s release.
Diamond ignored a pretty blond wrapping herself around Knox and instead moved toward Viper and Winter standing on the edge of the crowd.
“Keep him out of sight, and whatever you do, don’t let him get into any trouble. The Commonwealth’s Attorney won’t hesitate to throw him back in jail.”
“I’ll make him stay at the clubhouse,” Viper promised.
“What’s next?” Winter asked Diamond.
“A trial date will be set. I’m going to look into the case and hopefully find something to prove his innocence before then. It’s our best hope.” Diamond knew a jury would convict him on sight alone. The Commonwealth’s Attorney had already pulled a fast one, bringing evidence the day before to the grand jury— in which Knox’s previous lawyer had represented him—to get him indicted.
“Is that safe?” Winter asked.
“Yes. If Knox didn’t kill her, then we have to cast some doubt. The best way to do that is to prove someone else had a motive. I’m mainly going to be talking to Sam’s friends.”
“Good luck with that; she didn’t have any.” Evie was once again easily recognizable to Diamond.
“There has to be someone in town who knew Sam well. I’ll find them.” Determination to earn her money had her bracing for the work ahead. “I need to get back to my office. Like I said, keep him out of sight.” Diamond cast a last look at Knox, who now had a dark haired woman locked to his side.
“No problem.” Diamond cast Viper a doubtful glance and then turned on her heel, leaving the large crowd that was drawing attention. She heard the loud roar of the motorcycles pass as she turned down the side street to her office. Unable to help herself, Diamond watched as they passed. Knox was easily noticeable as he was the largest in the group. Evie was sitting behind him with her arms wrapped tightly around his waist. Diamond felt his gaze on her and dropped hers to the ground then kept on walking.
* * *
Knox let himself into his room. Alone, he went into the bathroom and took a shower. Viper had immediately taken him into the huge room off the kitchen where club meetings often took place where he had been given an ass reaming in front of all the brothers for making the mistake of fucking Sam. He had deserved it and had made no excuses for himself. Apologizing for his mistake had eased the tension in the room. Finally, seeing his friend’s exhaustion, Viper had told him to grab some sleep. Knox hadn’t argued; weary from sleeping on the small cot in the jail, he wanted nothing other than his big bed and a few hours sleep.
After washing and shampooing his scalp, he let the clean water slice over his flesh, thinking about the stuck-up lawyer representing him. His cock hardened thinking about her large frame and how she would fit underneath him without him worrying about crushing her. Grabbing a clean towel when he got out of the shower, he hung the towel up on a hook on his bathroom door.
Going back into his bedroom, he opened the door that led to the hallway.
“Jewell!” His bellow sounded throughout the house. Minutes later, Jewell sauntered down the hallway with a smile on her face.
“Need anything?” she asked, already unbuttoning her top.
“Get your ass in here.”
Jewell smiled as she went into his bedroom, surprised when the door closed. Seeing her surprised look, Knox explained. “I’m tired. Take off your pants.”