Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 58752 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 294(@200wpm)___ 235(@250wpm)___ 196(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58752 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 294(@200wpm)___ 235(@250wpm)___ 196(@300wpm)
“Ghost. Stryker wants you in his office. ASAP.”
Gavin’s mouth stayed on my throat. “He can fucking wait.”
The brother outside sounded way too happy about his job as he added, “Reaper says if you bust your stitches with whatever you’re doing in there with your woman, you can sew yourself back up.”
“Worth it,” he mumbled against my skin.
“Prez is still waiting.”
I buried my burning face in Gavin’s neck and tried not to laugh.
“Don’t encourage him,” he murmured as he lifted his head and looked at me.
I batted my lashes innocently. “I haven’t said anything.”
“You’re laughing.”
“Quietly.”
He stared at me like he was seriously considering ignoring Stryker’s order.
I touched the edge of the bandage I had just put on. “You should go.”
“Should is doing a lot of work in that sentence.”
He kissed me before straightening my shirt. “This isn’t finished.”
“I gathered that.”
His smile came back with a sexy edge. “How’d I get so fucking lucky?”
After he left for Stryker’s office, I stayed on the edge of the bed long enough to fix my curls so they weren’t quite so wild. My lips still felt a little swollen, but there wasn’t much I could do about that. But if I stayed in his room, I’d just keep replaying how he’d gotten hurt, so I got up and headed out to the lounge area again.
Now that I’d seen Gavin for myself, I didn’t need to pace to stop myself from screaming. So when I saw that Jacqueline and Bex were still on one of the couches facing the televisions on the wall, I headed in their direction.
“Come sit.” Jacqueline patted the cushion between them. “Drink?”
“I’ll have whatever you’re having.”
They shared a look before Bex murmured, “Club soda.”
Jacqueline got up to walk over to the long bar along one side of the room and asked the guy behind it for my drink. As she returned, I noticed the slight curve of her stomach and wondered if Bex was pregnant too.
Jacqueline handed me the glass, and Bex shifted to make more room on the couch for us all to sit together. They treated me like I belonged, which helped me to feel more comfortable in the heart of the Black Crowns’ domain.
Now that we were all settled, Bex’s gaze drifted over my hair and my mouth. “You’d think a locked door meant something in a clubhouse.”
I laughed and blushed hard enough to confirm everything she hadn’t said. After that, our conversation was easy because Jacqueline and Bex treated me like someone joining their circle rather than a nervous guest who needed to be handled carefully.
When Gavin came back down the hall, Jacqueline let out a low whistle. “Dang, he looks like he’s ready to get back to whatever you two were doing before the interruption.”
“He sure does,” Bex agreed.
The women stood and flashed Gavin quick smiles before giving us some privacy. He sat beside me with a sigh and filled me in on what he could share.
“The key and the burner from the road point at an isolated storage property. We think the outside crew may be sitting on stolen Bellamy stock there. Brothers are already watching the roads and property from a distance. We’ll confirm who uses the site, how many men, and whether anything’s moving.”
“When do you go in?” I asked, hating the possibility that he could get hurt again but appreciating that this whole ordeal may soon come to an end.
“When we know what’s waiting.”
I knew him well enough now to spot the cold intent under his relaxed expression. “You want to go after them now.”
“Yeah.” His hand closed over my knee. “But I can’t be careless because I plan to be here when you wake up every day for the rest of your life.”
His answer gave me the reassurance I needed.
He squeezed my knee. “Which is why we’re staying here tonight.”
I wasn’t going to argue about the change in plans when he’d already gotten injured tonight. “Fine. But I didn’t pack a bag.”
“Got extra shirts.” He stood with a grin and pressed his palm against the small of my back. “You’ve already proven you look better in mine.”
I winked. “But I look the best out of them.”
“That you do,” he agreed, the unfinished heat from earlier starting to rise again.
Once the door shut, he finished what he’d started before we were interrupted. I didn’t last long after two mind-blowing orgasms, quickly falling asleep with his arm around me and his breath hot against my hair.
17
GHOST
It was a few minutes after midnight when I eased out from beneath Tamsin’s arm and sat on the edge of my bed. She slept sprawled across the mattress, and a sleepy sound escaped her lips as she reached across the warm space I had left, dragging my pillow against her chest before curling around it. When the sheet slipped low over one rounded hip, the sight nearly convinced me that the storage property could survive another hour without my personal attention. I kissed her temple and breathed in the warm scent of her skin before forcing myself upright.