“It’s going to be okay, baby,” he whispers to me and I nod my head, hoping against hope that he’s right.
Chapter Twenty
Noah
“I really shouldn’t leave you,” I mutter as I turn to look at her as she lies in bed next to me in a tight little tank top that draws my gaze down to her tits. When I glance back up at her face, she rolls her eyes.
“Noah, the club rigged this place up with a shit-ton of security and you’re having two of them come babysit me today. I’ll be perfectly fine.”
I cross my arms over my chest and stare up at the ceiling as I grumble. Something about leaving her on her own to go on a run with the club doesn’t sit right with me but she won’t listen. She thinks it’ll be good for me to get back into club life now that she’s actually convinced they have changed but there is just this gnawing sensation in my gut that I’m having trouble ignoring. We haven’t heard from Biche since his guys showed up here at the cabin and the lack of contact is driving me out of my mind. If he were making moves or coming at us, I could face him head-on but when he’s cowering in the shadows like the rat he is, I can’t see his attack coming. And if he manages to get his hands on her again…
Pushing the thought away, I roll over and hook my arm over her belly as I lean in and nip at her skin. “Maybe I just can’t stand to be away from you.”
“You expect me to buy that line?” she asks, laughing and I scowl.
“What? It’s the truth.”
Laughing again, she reaches up and smooths her thumb down the middle of my forehead. “Tell that to your worry lines.”
“You saying I have wrinkles?”
“I don’t know,” she muses, cocking her head to the side as she studies me. “You are going to be thirty in a couple years.”
“Shut the fuck up,” I growl and she throws her head back, laughing. I’m not necessarily concerned with how old I am but when she reminds me that I’m almost thirty fucking years old, I can’t help but think of all the years I wasted behind bars. I glare at her. “If I didn’t have to go soon, I’d strip you out of these clothes and make you pay for that.”
She smiles. “I suppose you’d better hurry back, then.”
“You gonna be naked when I do?”
“How would that work?” she asks. “Are you suggesting I strip down to nothing in front of Fuzz and Moose?”
The image of her naked in front of them pops into my mind and I clench my jaw as my stomach tenses. “Absolutely not.”
“That’s what I thought.” She laughs before dragging her fingers over the stubble on my jaw as she bites her bottom lip. “After they leave, though…”
I hum, grinning as I roll on top of her and hook her leg over my hip. I lean in to steal a kiss when the roar of bikes fill the air and a moment later, the motion sensor goes off, blaring through the cabin and ruining my fucking day. I scowl. Throwing her head back, she laughs and the sound is music to my ears. She’s been so damn sad since we met up with Kelly and TJ and I’ll do just about anything to make her laugh these days - even at my own expense.
The roar of the bikes cuts off and I sigh as I release her and roll to the side of the bed, pouting like a fucking baby. She comes up behind me on her knees, wrapping her arms around me as she presses a kiss to my neck. My eyes close and I drop my head back as I groan, loving the feel of her lips on my skin.
“Don’t tease me when you know I have to leave, woman.”
She giggles in my ear. “I’m not teasing. It’s just an appetizer.”
“Appetizer, my ass,” I gripe, standing up and spinning around before pushing her to her back on the bed, flashing her a grin as I lean in and steal another kiss. Her soft moan is tempting as hell and just as I lean in for more, one of the guys knocks on the door. Jack goes crazy, scrambling to his feet and barking as he runs out of the room and I sigh as I pull away, shaking my head. “Hey, I have an idea. Why don’t you get all dressed up and when I get back, you let me take you out and show you off?”
“Hmm,” she hums, zoning out a little as she thinks it over. “Okay.”
“That easy, huh?”
Her eyes narrow but she’s fighting back a smile. “Just this once. Now, get going.”
I reluctantly climb off her and storm out into the living room as I order Jack to his bed. He side-eyes me as he snorts and does as he’s told, sitting in his bed by the fireplace as I shake my head. Jack and I have a tumultuous relationship - some days he’s my best damn friend and other days he’s one misunderstanding away from ripping my throat out. It’s annoying as hell but he adores Kady and would defend her with his life so I can’t hate the pup too much.
“Come on in,” I say to Moose and Fuzz as I open the door and they nod before stepping inside. The small cabin seems to shrink with the two of them in here.
“Where’s Kady?” Moose asks.
“Right here.” She walks out of the bedroom in a tank top and a tiny pair of shorts and I glare at her. Would it have killed her to put some damn clothes on? She doesn’t need to be showing off those gorgeous legs of hers. I glance up as Moose’s gaze falls to said legs and I snap in front of his face.
“Eyes up here, asshole.”
He nods. “Sorry, brother.”
“I’m not sure how long I’ll be but I’ll have my phone with me and the motion sensors and cameras are up and running. If y’all get into trouble, there’s more guns in the bedroom closet.”
Kady rolls her eyes and crosses her arms over her chest as she leans against the wall. “Noah, I’m not a child. We’ll be fine.”
“We’ll take care of her,” Fuzz assures me and I look between them before sucking in a breath and nodding. I swipe my bike keys off the counter and cross the room, pulling Kady into my arms. She brushes her thumb over my cheek and smiles up at me.
“I’ll be fine. Stop worrying.”
I scowl. “I’m not worrying.”
“Yes, you are but like I’ve said three times now, I’ll be fine. Go. I love you.”
“I love you, too,” I tell her before leaning in and claiming her lips. She hums as she grips my t-shirt and arches into me, her body craving me even though she’s telling me to go. Pulling away, I flash her a grin and a wink before releasing her and walking out of the cabin.
Storm, Blaze, and Smith are waiting at the end of the driveway on their bikes while Chance waves from behind the wheel of his truck and I put the kickstand back before walking my bike down to them. They all look grim as fuck and I scowl as I study each of them.
“All right, what’s the deal with this one?” I ask. When I was first released, Blaze explained the work the club does now helping those who can’t help themselves and I thought it sounded cool but this seems like a little much.
“If I tell you,” Blaze prompts, sighing, “you have to remain one hundred percent in control. This is about the girl we’re helping, not you. Are we clear?”
I nod. “Yeah.”
“Today, we’re helping a girl named Sammy. A friend of hers first came to us a couple years ago when Storm first met Ali but when we went to pull her out, she disappeared and we lost contact with her. We searched for a while but came up empty every time and the friend had no idea where she’d gone.”