Page 78 of Twisted Fate

I moved back, giving him a small smile before Slash could snap at him.

“Yeah, I’m okay. Just had a shit night sleep and woke up on the wrong side of the bed again.”

“Can I steal you later?” He asked, his voice unsure, but I gave him an encouraging smile, more than happy to spend time with him.

“What for?”

“Was hoping you’d come visit Sasha with me again?” He asked quietly, making me forget all about my own problems.

It felt good to be able to help him with his grief.

“Of course I can, D,” I replied, my expression soft as I went to climb off the desk, but he put a hand up to stop me before I got far.

“Not right now, babe. Catch up with Slash for a while and I’ll come find you after, yeah?”

“Alright. Just let me know when you want to go,” I answered, knowing he didn’t want to bother me.

Not that he was.

“Can do,” he nodded, giving me an appreciative smile before leaving us alone.

Slash had a strange look on his face, making me frown.

“What?”

His hands rested on the desk again as he watched me, speaking quietly so no one else could hear him, despite the door being shut.

“He took you to see Sasha?”

“Yeah two days ago. It was…”

“Her twenty-fourth birthday. Yeah, I know. I’m surprised he took you. Her grave’s basically sacred ground and he doesn’t ever let people go with him. He tell you about her for a particular reason?” He asked curiously, and I shrugged.

I didn’t want to go into too much detail, not with how private Diesel appeared to be.

“We just got talking after he stopped in to tell me that Hunter didn’t cause any problems the other day. We talked about what happened to her, and he asked me to go with him. He told me stories about her and stuff. He’s worried about me getting hurt.”

“Crew’s sure warmed up to you. I like knowing my guys will talk to you like that. Means they see you as family.”

“Diesel told me I am. Now, since I’m single and free to do as I fucking please, got any jobs for me? I need cash since I chopped up the bank card that Josie gave me while in a drunken rage last night.”

He took a step back, scratching his chin thoughtfully.

“What kind of job are you after? I have heaps of shit that you can do, but half of it I don’t want you to be part of.”

“Like what? You’re not going soft, are you? Don’t want me on the battlefield with the men?” I teased, earning a sly smirk from him.

“Babe, I’d prefer you on the battlefield, trust me. We have plenty of girls that work for us, but not the kind of industry you’d want.”

“Like what? Spit it out,” I demanded, his lip twitching as he fought a grin.

“We’ve got strippers, bar staff, hookers and all that shit. You aren’t doing that. The guys have too much respect for you to let you anyway. I can probably send you on a run with Diesel later if you want?”

“Doing what?”

“I’ve got to run some drugs over to one of our other places and drop some guns off, but I’ll do the guns.”

I scoffed, climbing off the desk.