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Then I crashed my mouth down on hers.
Britta melted against me immediately, and I grunted in approval as I held her even tighter.
She let out a little gasp, and I plunged my tongue inside to taste her sweetness.
My need for her was primal, and the kiss quickly became carnal. It was only the chill of the late January wind that reminded me where we were before I lost my mind and fucked her right there on the grass in front of the clubhouse.
But it was only the reminder that she was probably in danger that gave me enough strength to end my assault on her mouth.
“Stone,” she sighed, relief evident in her tone as she rested her cheek against my chest. “I need your help.”
“Shaw,” I corrected.
“What?” she asked, looking up at me, her expression confused.
“Stone is my road name, baby. You call me Shaw.”
“Oh.” Her cheeks turned adorably pink, and her lips curled up into a pretty smile, but it dropped half a second later as her expression darkened with fear.
I was about to ask about it, but she shivered, and I realized she was only wearing a sweater. Tennessee generally had mild weather, but January was still our coldest month, and it was in the low fifties.
“Let’s get you inside. Then we can talk,” I muttered as I released her, although I kept one arm around her as I led her to the front door.
Maverick was waiting just inside, and he nodded at her in greeting. “Britta. I’d say nice to see you, but I assume you wouldn’t be here unless there was a problem.”
He turned and led the way down the hall in the opposite direction of the lounge.
“Where are we going?” she asked softly, looking around with apprehension.
“Maverick’s office. So we can talk in privacy, baby. You have nothing to worry about.”
“Fox is on his way,” Mav said over his shoulder as he strolled through the door to a room that looked similar to the prez’s office. However, the decor made it obvious who belonged in each one.
Britta frowned. “Will he be here soon? Because I need help fast.”
He gave me a look and added, “He was…at The Room.”
I nodded in acknowledgment. The Room was a small, nondescript building on the back of the fenced property. We used it to deal with…people who needed encouragement to talk or ones who needed to be put in the ground.
“He’ll only be a couple of minutes, baby.”
“Have a seat,” Maverick suggested. Once he sat behind his desk and I had settled Britta on the couch next to me, Mav smiled at her. He had a way of putting people at ease, something we’d had in common until Britta was ripped away from me and I grew into an angry bastard all the time.
Maverick’s expression was soft when he asked Britta, “Texted a few other enforcers to join us, just so everyone has the details firsthand. Are you comfortable with that?”
She looked up at me, and I smiled before kissing her forehead. Returning her gaze to Mav, her voice was strong when she agreed. “Yes. But will they be long? My mom?—”
She was cut off by a “Yo” as Deviant—an enforcer and our resident tech genius—strolled through the door. He dropped into a chair next to a medium-sized conference table on the opposite side of the room from Britta and me. He observed us for a second, then his brow rose in question.
“Britta came to us for help,” I explained.
Fox stalked into the room before I could say anything else.
His expression was fierce, but he smoothed it over when he looked at Britta. He glanced at me, then at Britta’s other side, probably looking for her mom. When his eyes came back to me, they were furious.
“She came to us, Prez,” Maverick explained, probably assuming where Fox’s mind had gone.
His scowl eased up, and he turned his attention back to my girl. “Where’s Marylin?”
