Page 36 of Torrent’s Treasure

Torrent waited and let Harley take the lead. He was curious where this was going.

“Listen, I know that you have three available holes for the guys, and that’s great. But this baby Prince—” Harley paused to pull a large knife from his pocket, “—doesn’t want Cecilia or Calliope disrespected. You value that face the way it is, stay away from Torrent,” Harley warned, waving the blade toward Jasmine.

“Well,” she muttered.

“Yeah, that’s a deep subject, probably beyond your comprehension. As Torrent said, get gone. Go find an unattached brother to bother,” Harley directed, motioning with the knife toward the clubhouse door.

Torrent was tired of dealing with her. “Prospect, escort her to the clubhouse now.”

Torrent waited until they’d cleared the clubhouse door, then looked at Harley. “Thanks.”

Harley nodded, then watched the dogs with Torrent. “I want to help protect Calliope. I heard what happened to her.”

Torrent stared at his little brother. He’d held Harley minutes after he was born. He, Mav, and Willow had been surprised but pleased when Dragon and Sally had informed them of the pregnancy.

“Appreciate it,” Torrent said, slipping an arm around Harley’s shoulders. The Wilson girls had wormed their way into a lot of hearts since they’d come to the compound. Now, he just had to keep them safe.

“Do you think Mav’s awake yet?” Harley wondered. Torrent had to admit he was as excited as Harley to see what Mav’s reaction was to the video. Mav should have listened to Willow about the gummies.

At one in the morning, after Torrent had walked Cecilia upstairs to shower, he’d gone to the kitchen to replenish the drinks the girls liked in his refrigerator and saw Mav’s gummies had kicked in. Mav had put on sexy music and decided to do a striptease with the stripper pole. Torrent’s phone wasn’t the only one recording Mav’s antics. After he’d finished, he’d bowed then passed out on the floor.

Torrent wasn’t sure who’d laughed harder—Dragon or Willow. Note to self: Torrent was staying well away from anything containing Willow’s Wish until the danger to his family was gone. He wasn’t giving up any control.

“Don’t know but looking forward to it,” Torrent grinned, whistling for the dogs to go in. Harley chuckled as they walked in. Yep, he couldn’t wait for Mav to see his video.

Cecilia handed the extra bacon from her plate to Calliope at her sister’s pouting face.

“You know there is plenty of bacon in the kitchen,” Cecilia pointed out.

“I know, but I didn’t want to have to get up,” Calliope admitted.

Harley, who was sitting by Calliope, got up and left the table.

Calliope turned to watch. “Why’s Harley leaving?” she asked.

Cecilia was pretty sure she knew exactly what Harley was doing. He’d been very protective of Calliope. Cecilia was thrilled because one more protector for her sister suited her just fine.

Willow walked in carrying a plate and sat down by Cecilia.

“Mav up yet?” she asked.

Torrent, who was on Cecilia’s other side, chuckled and shook his head. “Nope.”

Cecilia turned toward Torrent. Was he actually grinning?

“I’ve never seen you smile. You usually just smirk,” she teased.

“I smirk?” he challenged.

“Yes, you do. It’s that sexy way men let us know they think something is amusing while also still looking hot,” Willow interjected.

Cecilia giggled at the consternation flashing across Torrent’s face. She couldn’t tell if it was that his sister thought he had a hot look or that women in general thought that.

Harley walked back in and set a plate of bacon beside Calliope.

“Is that for me?” Calliope whispered.

“For you and to replace Cecilia’s she gave you. There’s plenty of food, and you’re part of the club now. You can have whatever you want, and if anyone says anything different, you come find me or Torrent, and we’ll fix it,” Harley assured her.