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“I might have not been completely honest with you when I said that I was with MI6,” she almost whispered.
“You’re not an MI6 agent?” he asked.
“Not anymore,” she admitted. “I quit my job when my boss refused to help me find Anthony. He said that he couldn’t waste any of the department’s resources on some kid who had gotten himself into trouble. Anthony joined the Dead Rabbits on his own accord, and that bit of information didn’t sit well with my boss,” she said.
“That sucks,” Declan breathed.
“It did, and when he told me that my only option was to take a leave of absence to look for Anthony, I told him to take his job and shove it right up his ass. I can’t work for someone who doesn’t have my back, you know?” she asked.
Declan nodded, “I get it,” he said. “I told my boss back home that I needed a few weeks off, and he fired me. It feels like shit knowing that I’m expendable,” he said.
“What type of work did you do back in Ireland?” she asked. “If you don’t mind me asking.”
“Not at all,” Declan said. “I’m an electrical engineer. I did mostly commercial work, but when things were slow, my boss had me doing a few jobs for the private sector. You know, like homeowners.”
“Well, I’m sure that you’ll be able to get work here if you decide to stay. I’m betting that they could use a few more electrical engineers around town,” Danger offered.
“Yeah, Cillian said that Savage had a few ties left over at Redstone Arsenal. It’s a military base here in town and my brother thinks that Savage might be able to help me get a job there,” he said.
“See, that sounds like a plan to me,” she said. “I’m betting that there aren’t too many openings around town for a former MI6 agent. I mean, I could go into the private sector and maybe do some security, but I don’t know if that will actually make me happy. I loved my job and I’m afraid that without it, I won’t know who I am.” Danger wasn’t sure how not to be an agent. Being away from home was hard enough but losing her job was like losing her identity. But she’d do it all over again if it meant that she might be able to get Anthony back from the Dead Rabbits. Hell, she’d do anything to get him back, but Danger was hoping that it wouldn’t come to that.
“Did you ever find some coffee this morning?” she asked, trying to change the subject.
“I did,” he said, “would you like some?”
“I’d kill for some,” she teased.
“Well, that won’t be necessary,” he said, standing from the bed. “You don’t have to murder someone for coffee. How about you meet me downstairs, and I’ll have a cup ready for you. Cillian, Lil, and Savage will be here soon to discuss plans for starting our search for your brother.”
“Thank you, Declan,” she said. “I’m not sure how I will ever be able to repay you all for your help.” Danger hated owing anyone anything—especially strangers. Her mother used to tell her that she needed to rely more on the kindness of strangers, but her past taught her that there was really no such thing as a kind stranger. Meeting Declan and his friends and family had her rethinking that.
“You don’t have to repay me, Danger,” Declan assured. “The Dead Rabbits are coming for my family and if saving your brother helps to also save my family, that will be all the payment that I need.” Danger watched as Declan disappeared from the room and she wondered if they would be able to save Anthony. Was he a lost cause, as her boss had called him, or was he someone in trouble? She might never know, but one thing was certain, she was going to try like hell to figure it out.
Declan
Declan watched Danger as she made her way down the stairs that led from the bedroom that they were sharing to the bar. She had changed her clothes and pulled back her long, blond hair into a sleek ponytail. Seeing her mussed from her nap had him tied up in knots. He wasn’t sure why he responded to her the way that he was, but he tried not to give it too much thought. Thinking about Danger with his unruly cock might prove dangerous and that wasn’t something that he could change right now. He already had too much on his plate with the Dead Rabbits coming for his family.
“You clean up nice,” he said.
Danger looked down at her body and back up at him. The look on her face said it all—she thought that he was an idiot, and maybe he was. Telling a virtual stranger that she looked nice might not be such a good idea. “I just brushed my hair and teeth—well, and put on some clean clothes. I wasn’t sure if I had time to shower before your friends got here and I want to be a part of the meeting.”
“Of course,” he agreed. “We’re discussing how to get your brother back, so you should be in on the meeting. The guys and Lil will be here soon.”
“Is that for me?” she asked, nodding to the cup of coffee that he almost had forgotten that he was holding.
“Oh, yes,” he said, “sorry.” He handed her the coffee and she smiled up at him, nodding her thanks. She was certainly a woman of few words. She really hadn’t told him too much about herself or her brother, other than the fact that he got caught up with the Dead Rabbits. For all he knew, Danger could be leading them into—well, danger.
“You don’t talk much, do you?” he asked. Declan wondered if he had actually asked her the question out loud. She didn’t stop drinking her coffee long enough to answer him. Instead, she shook her head, making him chuckle.
“Especially not in the morning,” she admitted, handing him back her coffee mug. “Can I get a second cup?” she asked. “I’m usually a two-cup kind of girl.”
“Sure,” he agreed. He walked back to the kitchen, where he had found the coffee pot, and Danger followed him. “I found the coffee maker back here, and my brother, Cillian texted me to say that Savage said to help ourselves to whatever we want. I can make us some eggs or something,” he offered. “I’m not much of a cook, but breakfast is my specialty.”
“I’m fine with just coffee,” she said, taking the full mug from him. “I’m not much of a breakfast person. Unless it’s for dinner. I love having breakfast for dinner.”
“Same,” he admitted, “but, that might just be because I really don’t know how to cook much else. Plus, I’m a creature of habit and like to eat the same thing most nights.” Back at home, he didn’t lead a very exciting existence. He stayed in most nights, while all his old high school buddies went to the local pub in town. He decided that he didn’t want to party as much after his parents passed. He had to take care of Lil and she was quite a responsibility. He was only five years older than his youngest sister and at twenty, he didn’t have a clue about how to take care of a teenage girl and she liked to give him trouble around every turn. But he’d do it all over again if it meant keeping Lil out of foster care. When their parents were alive, they were a tight-knit family. He didn’t want that to change just because his parents were gone. Declan decided to buckle down and finish raising his sister and take night classes to get his electrical engineering degree. He was able to make good money back home and provide for himself and Lil, and that was enough for him.
Becoming a loner wasn’t ever a part of his plan, but sometimes, the best-laid plans often went astray. Declan learned to be content with going to school or work and back home to take care of Lil. He liked to be there for her to ask her how her day was, just as his ma had so many times. He knew that he’d never be able to replace their parents, nor did he want to, but being there for Lil became his top priority.
