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“Does she look like you?” I grin when he nods. “That poor woman.”
He grabs my hips as we dismount and pulls me close, his body tight against mine. His touch makes me feel things I’m better off forgetting.
“You never complained,” he whispers, his breath hot against my ear.
I reach for his biceps, letting him ground me. “Didn’t want to hurt your feelings. That ego of yours has always been…”
I gasp when he presses his body against me, letting me feel his hard cock.
“Big?”
I shake my head, laughing. “Deep down, you’re still my Sean, aren’t you?”
His smile disappears. He releases me and steps back. “You better get your sidekick before we go in,” he says.
I unhook Harley and pull him into my arms, trying to ignore the pain in my gut. Whether he knew it or not, he was mine. I’d never replaced him—didn’t want to, despite what I’d said that night. He was it for me.
“Come on, Harley,” I say as we follow Ink into the bar. “You’re my date. The most handsome guy here.”
Ink snorts as he holds the door for us. Once inside, he puts his hand on the small of my back to lead me to a small room at the side of the bar.
“Stay here.” He points a finger at Harley. “You too. I need to prepare Bear. He doesn’t take surprises well.”
I nod, not trusting myself to speak, watching him walk away to find my brother.
Ink
I’m surprised to see Bear seated at the bar milking a beer. He mostly keeps to himself these days. The years have hardened him, turned him into a man more prone to grunts and growls than words.
The last time we staged an intervention, he beat the shit out of us, so we kept our mouths shut and let him be. But that doesn’t mean we’re not concerned.
“Hey, man.” I slide into the stool next to him. “We need to talk.”
Bear grunts, but he puts down his beer. That’s good enough.
My eyes lock on Crow’s. He’s the Scorpions’ President and our former squad leader. He knows Bear almost as well as I do. There must be something in my gaze because he leans down to kiss his wife and then walks across the bar.
“What's wrong?”
I laugh. “Not all news is bad news.”
He doesn’t share my mirth, but leans in and murmurs. “Something has you fucking jacked. I could tell from across the bar.”
His words get Bear’s attention, and he turns to face us.
I blow out a hard breath. “Someone’s here you’re going to want to see.”
“Me?”
“Yeah, Bear. You.” I have no idea how to tell him. “She’s in the meeting room.”
I ignore Crow’s warning glance. The room is generally off-limits, but this is an exception.
Bear takes a swig of his beer. “She?”
It's better just to come out with it.
“It’s your sister. Grace.” I step back, dodging the blow I know is coming. “I swear, Bear. I passed her truck pulled over on the highway outside town. I stopped to help, and it was her.”
