"You know the only opinion about you that matters is your own" Dan said softly " I know that's easier said than done , their words hurt because they matter to you, but words can heal ....you know what I see , I see a funny smart stunning woman .." He paused the next words seemed slow to come but he wanted to be sure he got it right "....a woman I love, and I do love you Spencer ,no one else makes me feel complete, I don't want you being a sweetbutt any more... I want you....I want you to be my woman"<br/><br/>After today's meeting he had little doubt that Spencer would continue to hook for the club and do porn but the difference now was that he'd be asked and while he'd say yes , club came first, at least he had a measure of control...and she'd get paid properly rather than have a few bucks thrown at her when the mood hit...but most important of all...no cunt would dare treat her like shit again, too many times he'd watched her passed form brother to club brother as if her entire value began and ended with her pussy.