Page 86 of Tank’s Weakness

Shit. I didn’t even think about that.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Delaney

Ihear his motorcycle before he makes it to the door. Even as stressful as everything is, knowing he is here makes everything better.

Walking to the door, I open it, waiting for him to come to me.

He doesn’t disappoint, wrapping me in his arms and kissing me deeply as he backs me into the house, the door slamming shut behind him.

When he pulls away, he smiles at me.

“I missed you,” he murmurs.

“I missed you too. You’re early. I haven’t started dinner yet.”

He turns, locking the door before leading me to the couch. “How did the meeting with the lawyers go?” he asks.

“Good. The school board didn’t have any proof I put the video there myself, and with the angle of the video and such, and the fact that it was only the one, it is looking better for me. Revenge porn is apparently a real thing exes will do. It being a public school makes it a little easier too. They have different rules they need to follow than the private sector. Or so the lawyer says.”

He nods. “I got you the best, so you should be good.”

I smile. “You did, but funny thing is the lawyer says he’s paid up. Do you know anything about that?”

“You’re my girl, and this has a lot to do with us, so it’s my responsibility.”

I shake my head. “No. This was supposed to be a fling. Not cost you thousands of dollars. I know how much that lawyer requires for a retainer. I can’t let you do that for me.”

“You can and you will. Money means nothing to me. I have more than I know what to do with. Let me do this for you.”

I press my lips together. “What if I order you to take your money back? Let me pay for it on my own?”

He cups my cheek. “We both know you don’t have the money to afford him. Even if you did, there are some things that are my responsibility. This is one of them. So order me around all you want, this is nonnegotiable. I pay for the lawyer.”

“I should be angry about that, but it oddly makes me feel better about all of this. Thank you.”

He caresses my cheek “Anytime, and as for us being a fling, I think we both know it’s gone much further than this.”

He’s right. I’ve been too afraid to admit it, but I’m glad he is feeling it too.

I clear my throat. “How was your day?”

He grimaces. “I haven’t been honest with you. I don’t want you to be mad at me.”

My heart starts thumping in my chest as I back away from him.

“Tell me what the lie was,” I demand, all warmth drained from my tone.

“I haven’t lied to you. I just haven’t told you everything that’s been going on. Blaine has been causing issues for the club. He knows we are together, and he was doing some shit he shouldn’t have been on the side. I can’t tell you much more than that. Those flowers you thought I sent? They were from him. I don’t know why he hasn’t taken credit for it, but I thought it best to let you think it was me until I eliminated the threat. The problem is, he messed with my president’s old lady. He’s asking for war, and we cannot protect you if you stay here.”

I swallow hard. “You want me to stay with you?”

He nods. “At the clubhouse. The club is in lockdown. The garage won’t be open. No one is working until we get this settled.”

“If I say no?”

He shrugs. “Then I stay here with you. I won’t leave you unprotected.”