I truly had no idea that his name is Sebastian. It makes sense, though. I mean, they all probably have real names. Now I’m wondering what Razor’s is.
Bash pulls my seat out and then sits next to me. Lucy is practically bouncing in her seat.
“I still can’t believe you’re dating someone. How did the two of you meet?” She holds up her hand. “Wait. Let me guess. You met at one of Olivia’s jobs.”
Bash nods. “That’s right. I saw her across a crowded room and knew I needed to talk to her.”
Lucy actually sighs. “That’s so romantic.”
“So, Bash, what do you do for a living?” Chase asks, disdain in his tone.
“I work on cars and bikes.”
Chase makes a sound in the back of his throat. “Figures. You look a lot like the guy who services my car.”
I’m about to say something when Bash lets out a low laugh.
“Yeah, we all look the same, right?” He takes a sip of his water. “I was in the Army before. Special ops. After seeing so many people die, I decided I wanted to do something that makes me happy.”
Lucy nods. “Thank you for your service.”
I reach for his hand under the table, giving it a squeeze.
Andrew slaps Chase on the back and says, “Ignore Chase. He’s just salty that you got the girl, Bash.”
Chase’s face darkens, but he doesn’t deny this.
Bash says, “I’m thankful every day that I have her.”
Lucy lets out another sigh. “I’m so happy the two of you have each other. I was worried about Olivia. I mean, she never goes home to see her family. And she certainly hasn’t dated anyone since I’ve known her.”
“Okay, okay. I’m starting to get embarrassed and I don’t want you to scare him off, Lucy.”
She snorts. “I can take a hint.”
We all fall into easy conversation, except for Chase, who sits there, not saying a word. When the bill comes, Bash picks it up.
“It’s on me.”
Everyone protests, but he puts down cash and the waiter takes it away.
“This was fun,” he says. “But we’ve got to head back to my place.”
His tone suggests we’re going back to do something naughty, which I wish were the case.
Lucy says, “I wish I could say the same. We’re going to Andrew and Chase’s apartment to play a board game with their roommate, Mitch.”
My pulse quickens at the mention of Mitch. How in the hell is this happening again?
Bash stands. “We’ll have to do this again.”
Everyone, but Chase, agrees.
Lucy slaps her hand on the table. “Olivia, I can’t believe I almost forgot. My mom found us two places to choose from. An apartment and a townhouse. I’ll send you the links. Let me know which one you like and she’ll get the paperwork started.”
“I will.”
Bash and I say bye to everyone and he takes my hand into his as we leave. When we’re outside, I stop and pull his head down to kiss him.
“What’s that for?”
“For being so awesome. I’m so sorry about Chase.”
“He likes you. I get it. I was the same way when you and Razor were together.” He peers down at me. “Do you like him?”
“Not like that. And especially after the way he treated you.” I shake my head. “I can’t believe I never asked you your real name. And I didn’t know you were in the Army.”
“I don’t usually tell people my real name. In our world, names hold power. As for the Army, my story with the military didn’t end well, so I don’t bring it up. I just wanted to put that prick in his place.”
“I’m glad you did. It was sexy watching you handle him.”
He pulls me down a dark alley and my pulse spikes in excitement.
“Bash?”
“I know we don’t have a lot of time, but I need you. Now.”
Spinning me so I’m facing the brick building, he lifts my dress. I moan when his zipper lowers.
“Bash, this is insane.”
But, my legs are spreading. Foil rips and then the head of his cock is at my opening.
“We have to be quick and we have to be quiet.”
Both things I hate, but I nod.
He enters me in a slow thrust that leaves me gasping for more. He pulls back and then slams into me. My chest rubs against the building and I bite back another moan. His hands grip my hips as he pounds into me. The city moves around us, cars honking and people talking just around the corner from around us.
His thrusts become shallow and I know he’s close. Reaching down, I rub my clit in fast circles until I shatter, whimpering out his name. He leans forward and nips my earlobe as he comes. We both rock against each other, riding out the last bits of pleasure. When he pulls out, I’m shocked that I miss him. He pulls off the condom, tying it and then tossing it in a trash can near us.
I straighten my dress and then let out a laugh.
“What?”
“That was wild.”
He grins. “It was pretty fucking awesome in my opinion.”
I peek down the front of my dress. “I’m pretty sure I have brick-burn on my boobs.”
He groans. “Fuck. Now that’s all I’m going to be thinking about tonight.”
“What’s tonight?” I keep my tone casual.
He surprises me by saying, “We’re going on a run. Two, technically. Saint thinks there’s a mole in the club. This will flush them out.”
“Oh, wow.” I shake my head. “Will you be late getting home?”
“If everything goes according to plan, no. But, you never know.”
I brush my lips against his lips. “Be safe.”
“Always am.”
When we get back to the club, there aren’t very many bikes there. Not like the last run.
“Where is everyone?”
“They’re all at different locations. It’s how we’re going to know who the mole is.”
“How does that work?”
“Saint’s the only one who knows the true location of where we’re going.”
Unease makes my chest feel heavy.
“Oh. That makes sense.”
“It’s been eating Saint up thinking there’s a mole here. It’ll be nice to finally know.”
I moisten my lips. “Has he considered it might be someone else?”
“The only other people who would know about it are the whores, and they wouldn’t talk. That’s not their style.”
But what if it is, I want to scream.
Instead, I say, “I better go see if Jas needs any help. I’ll see you when you get back.”
I pull away from him and go inside. Now, more than ever, I need to know who’s working with Agent Hill.
Saint
Gunfire fills the air around us and my club officers form a shield around me, even though it’s the last fucking thing I want.
“We need to get the fuck out of here,” I shout.
Bash says, “Jesus is shot. We’re going to have to carry him.”
A truck pulls up and three of my guys jump out amidst the chaos and get Jesus’ bike. Bash, King, and I load Jesus into the back of the truck. His skin is pale and he moans in pain.