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“Seems that way?” He didn’t like that I wasn’t completely on his side, pissed off as he was.
“I only say that because there’s a small chance his guy could have lied to him. Gave him bad information.”
“You think,” Cameron leaned in close, “that Trigger, the president of the DR, a major motorcycle club whose territory spreads through the U.S.—fuck that, all over the world,” he paused for a breath, “has people in place who aren’t a hundred and twenty-two percent correct before they hand over information?” He raised his hands. “I think not, Simon. You know them. You know what they’re capable of.”
“All right.” I shook my head and knew he had a valid point. As much as Cameron was all temper and aggression, there was a reason he was such a good lawyer. He could spot a criminal’s mannerisms a mile away. I had to admit he was probably spot on about Trigger. “So, the question is why did he lie to us?”
I pointed out the window as Trigger came into view. He was on the phone but lowered it when something caught his attention. Grim walked toward him with his two identical dogs slightly in front of him. Neither of them was on a leash. As the dogs reached Trigger, they looked behind them at Grim, then both sat as if on command. It made an impressive sight.
“Maybe the question is who is he lying for.” Cameron’s tone made the hair on my neck stand up.
Grim
Her scent found its way into my dream, and one minute I was pointing a gun at a Stripe Back and the next he pointed one at Kenna. Everything inside of me hurt when the bullet drove through her chest.
My eyes opened, and I slid a hand under my pillow to check for my handgun. I blinked a few times and brushed the odd feeling aside.
Kenna was on her side facing me, her breaths even and deep. Her face looked stressed even in sleep, and I could only imagine what went through her mind when she rested. The brain was a tricky tool when not exercised correctly.
I studied her nose, her lips, her jawbone, her neck, and now I kicked myself that I’d given her something to wear. I just couldn’t stand seeing her in Dale’s old shirt. At least I’d given her a shirt with thin fabric so I could study the outline of her breasts. Kenna Lodge was gorgeous and fed my sexual appetite in just the right way. She was rare. She was dangerous. And she had just what I needed right now. I knew I had to be careful. Her warm hand brushed mine, and I felt myself respond. There was no way to hide how turned on I was that she was in my bed.
I ripped my gaze away and focused on the ceiling to control myself. It wasn’t easy, but I wasn’t totally insensitive. It was obvious she needed sleep, and I wasn’t about to be the one who woke her. Even if everything inside of me begged me to take her. This was new territory for me.
I’d never had a woman spend the night unless sex was involved, and if I woke in the middle of the night, I sent them packing. I didn’t like people in my space. I guessed that was where the boys got it.
Zhar sensed I was awake and lifted his head, and his eyes glowed in the red lighting along the base of the wall. A moment later, he let out a low whine, and I strained to hear what he’d tuned in to. I’d locked the elevator and wasn’t concerned, as I was on the top floor and there was zero way anyone could break in through the elevator doors. They only opened if you had the right card.
“No!” Kenna shot straight up in bed, and both dogs leapt to their feet. She sucked in a breath.
I gave a command for the boys to stand down. They listened, but both kept their eyes on her. Kenna looked around then slowly turned to see me awake. It was dark, but I could sense her fear.
“Sorry,” she whispered as she rubbed her head like it hurt.
“I was awake, anyway.” I turned the low lighting up a bit so she could take in her surroundings.
“Maybe it’s best if I go.”
“No.” I yawned uninterested in the idea.
“And if I wanted to?” She raised her chin, and I saw a tiny spark in her eye. I missed that spark.
“I’d chain you to the bed.”
“Right.” I reached over and pulled a chain from the bedpost and let the cuff dangle from it. “Why does that bring me comfort?” She rubbed her arms uneasily, and I could tell it wasn’t from the idea of being bound but from what was weighing on her. She slowly lowered herself to the pillow.
“Reach out and feel the back of the nightstand.” I felt her reach over, and when she did, I rolled over and put my hand over hers. “Feel that buckle?”
“Yeah.” Her glossy eyes blinked up at me. I could see the nightmare still cling to her mind.
“Unsnap, pull down, and it’s ready to fire.” She nodded. I moved her hand up and under the headboard. “That’s a Talon knife, sharp as hell. Just pull forward and it will release.” She nodded again, and I stared down at her worried expression. “You’re safe.”
“Okay.” She nodded a bunch of times, then I ran my hand down her extended arm, across her collarbone, and up her neck. I brushed her jawbone, and her gaze dropped to my lips. I pushed my interest into her hip.
I leaned down and caught her mouth with mine. It was a slow kiss, just lips at first, then my tongue danced with hers. Her hand moved up my side and into my hair while my hand was under her chin gently holding her in place. It felt different. She tasted just as she smelled, fresh but fruity, and it was fucking with my head. My normal instinct was to ravish, to consume, flood her body with pleasure and take whatever I wanted at the same time. But I felt an unusual need to be careful. Her body still needed time to heal, and her head was in a bad place. I couldn’t shake the feeling of being split down the center. I pulled back and studied her. Her confusion on what just happened mirrored my own.
“You should sleep,” I said quietly.
“Yeah, I guess we should.” She waited for me to roll back, then she pulled the covers up to her chin. When my head hit the pillow, I came nose to nose with Leal.
