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“Then tell me the truth. If you tell me right now you want me to back off, I’ll back off.”
My thumbs hover over the keypad on my phone as indecision weighs heavily on me. I’m not scared, I mean that, but things are not exactly straightforward.
When I don’t give him a reply, he speaks again, his words demanding. “Mackenzie, tell me you don’t want me.”
I should type that I don’t want him, but I can’t. I tip my head back to look at the ceiling and let out a breath.
“I thought so,” he says, sounding a little smug.
“Just because I want you, doesn’t mean I can have you.” The phone rattles off.
“Why not?”
“You know why not.”
He does. We both do. “Do you think I went there with another club’s princess for shits and giggles, sweetheart? Do you think I’d risk the wrath of your club, ruining decades of friendship, for a quick tumble in the hay?”
His words settle over me and my heart starts to beat fast in my chest. What is he saying here?
“You want more?” I type.
“What do you think?”
I close my eyes. I want more too, but it can’t happen.
“If things were easier, simpler, would you want this?” he demands.
I don’t pause to answer, giving him a nod.
His forehead dips to mine. “Then fuck the rules, Kenz. Fuck what everyone else thinks.”
It’s not that simple, but for a moment, I get caught up in the fantasy. Reality doesn’t take long to crash down on me.
“People will get hurt,” I type.
“Yeah,” he agrees.
“That can’t happen.”
“So, what? We just deny what we feel?”
I don’t know how to answer this, so I type nothing.
He scans my face and I drink in that look like a love-starved teenager. I want him. I’ve always, on some level, wanted him. Even though he’s older than me by a decade and he’s from another club, there’s always been something there. I’ve known Dane a long time, and every time he’s visited the clubhouse, I’ve always felt that tingle of excitement at seeing him, even when I was too naïve to know what it meant.
“I didn’t realise how much I wanted you until I learnt you were shot at. My fear of something happening to you nearly pushed me over the fucking edge, Kenz.”
The pained look on his face says more than any words ever could. It says too much. It also tells me he means it.
I quickly type: “Nothing is going to happen to me.”
“No, because I won’t let it.”
The fierceness in his voice is offset by the tenderness as he kisses my forehead. It’s a gesture that should be brotherly, and would be from any other of his club brothers, but from him it feels intimate. It’s a moment I never want to end. He drops his forehead to mine and cups my face with his hand.
“Why are you here, Dane? In Kingsley?”
His mouth pulls into a tight line. “Derek wanted to talk alliances. Your club wants our help against the Reapers.”
