Diesel comes to my house to take over for Aries, and I don’t miss the way he subtly sneaks a second glance at Cara.
Yeah, no chance.
Cara disappears and comes out of the bedroom twenty minutes later, freshly showered and dressed in taupe track pants and a matching hoodie, one that shows some of her stomach.
“You look cute,” I say, my eyes devouring her greedily.
“Have a good night?” Clover asks, smirking from my coffee machine.
Cara’s eyes narrow ever so slightly. “I did. Did you?”
“Always,” Clover responds, turning around and handing me and Cara some coffee. “I can’t remember the last time I had a full night’s sleep. It would have been when I was pregnant. What a luxury. It’s crazy the things I took for granted before becoming a mom.”
“Don’t get used to it,” Cara teases, pulling out a stool at the breakfast table and sitting down. “What’s on the agenda today? I don’t like feeling like we’re trapped here, just sitting targets.”
“I know what you mean,” I agree. “Why don’t we do something fun? With us all together, it’s not like anyone is left alone and vulnerable.”
Cara’s eyes light up. “What do you have in mind?”
I think it over. “It’s a nice day today. What if we went to a lake or something and had a swim? Somewhere with no one else around.”
Cara’s smile widens and she does a little happy dance, the same one she does when she eats sometimes. “I think that sounds perfect. Clover?”
“Hell yeah, count us in. I can pick us up some lunch on the way,” Clover replies, tapping her finger on her cheek. “And wine. And if we die, at least we die happy.”
Felix appears at that moment and scowls at his wife’s casual talk of our demise. “No one is dying.”
I pull out my phone and search for a spot, not too far away in case something happens here, but far enough that it won’t be too busy. “Okay, I think I’ve found a spot. We have to do a little walking to get there, though...”
I show them the photos of the swimming spot, and everyone is instantly onboard. It has a beautiful waterfall and crystal-clear water. “There will probably be some people there, but hopefully not too many considering it’s not that easy to get to.”
“We’re going to a lake?” Felix asks, perking up. “Now we’re talking.”
We all go and get ready, and I’m not going to lie—I’m excited to see Cara in a bikini. She doesn’t disappoint, coming out of the room in a red bikini, one that shows just a little hint of underboob. She looks amazing.
And the sexiest thing about her is that she is confident about herself. That is the biggest turn-on of all.
“Holy shit,” I mutter, asking her to turn around.
She laughs and does a little turn. My eyes are glued to her perfect ass.
I make a little growling sound and prowl up to her, just as Felix calls out, “We’re all bringing our guns, right?”
If that isn’t a slap back into reality, I don’t know what is.
* * *
We walk along the pebbles, and I remain right behind Cara, enjoying the view indeed. She put a little wrap around her bikini, her hair tied up in a messy bun. She looks beautiful.
“I can’t wait to jump into that water,” Clover says, eying the clear water.
“Thank you for making us come here today. I think we all needed it,” Cara says.
Cara needed it more than anyone.
“No need to thank me,” I say, bringing her hand to my lips and kissing her knuckles.
She smiles widely, and we all head down toward the water. When we get there, we all strip down and jump in. Cara floats on her back, staring up at the blue sky.
“Looks like we got the spot to ourselves after all,” I muse, looking around.
“I know, how lucky are we?” she replies.
We spend the next few hours in the water and having a picnic that Clover set up for lunch. When it’s time for us to head back, I feel a little sad, because I know that our carefree time is now over, and reality will soon kick back in.
Proof of this is when we get back to the car. My phone reception kicks in and I instantly get a call from Atlas.
“Where are you guys?” he asks.
“About an hour away from home. Is everything okay?”
He goes silent for a few long seconds. “We have a small problem.”
“I’ll be there soon.” I look around to Cara, Clover and Felix. “Atlas said that we have a small problem.”
Felix checks the security at his home, eyes going wide and a loud curse falling from his lips. “Yeah, we fucking do have a problem.”
“What?”
He shows me the footage. Looks like while we were gone a few members of the FC went to their house. Except this time, Atlas caught one of them.
“So there’s a hostage waiting for us at home with a gun to his head,” I mutter, turning to Cara, who looks understandably concerned.
“What are we going to do with him?” she asks, brow furrowing.
“I don’t know. Let’s just get home as quickly as we can.”
We buckle up, and I step on the gas.
Nothing like having a hostage at the house held by gunpoint by your biker friend to make you want to drive home fast.
“Maybe we could use him to make a deal?” Cara suggests, looking out the window in thought. “We have to use this situation to our advantage somehow.”
“Yes. We can obviously try to get information out of him, but maybe we can blackmail him or something. Find something on them all. I don’t know what yet, but I’m going to play this to our advantage,” Clover adds.
“I’m glad you’re both on our side,” I say to her and Cara. “I just love how three of them showed up and Atlas, by himself, scared two off and managed to capture the other.”
He obviously is pretty skilled, and whether he learned that on the streets or somewhere else, I’m thankful for it. The Knights of Fury MC have some strong men to have at your back, and I’m glad I reached out to them.
“Do we get the cops and FBI involved, or is that going to bite us in the ass somehow?” Clover asks, sighing. “Something might have to happen that we want to hide under the rug.”
Felix winces. This is why I left the force. I can’t imagine what Felix goes through being married to Clover and having in-laws who are part of an MC.