Page 176 of Breaking Trey


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Trey slammed his hand on the desk, and she flinched. “It’s not enough! You may not see the necessity of it, but I do, and there’s no fucking way I’m going to allow what happened last month to ever happen again. I can’t do that unless you work with me, which means using that goddamn security. You may not value your safety, but I do. I put it above everyone else’s because I never want to get that call again and spend hours wondering if you’re hurt or scared or if I lost you!”

Dahlia was struck speechless watching Trey’s tension race through his body. His famous control was completely lost, and she saw something she’d never seen before. Trey’s fear. And it all stemmed from the prospect of losing her. Trey had taken care of Dahlia, held her when she needed it, and wiped her tears when she was overcome with emotion, remembering what happened. He listened every time she talked about it, but she’d just realized he’d never spoken about his feelings that day she was taken. Until now.

Trey dragged his hand through his hair, clearly frustrated. Trey had opened up to her about a lot of his past, but if she had to guess, her attack was something he’d buried. It was another safety measure he’d taken for her, not wanting her to see the magnitude of his own fear at the thought of losing her. It was love in the truest form.

Dahlia slowly stood and rounded his desk in silence. Trey watched her as she grabbed the arm of his chair and turned it slightly, sitting down on his lap. She cupped his jaw gently.

“I will use the security every time, I promise,” she whispered and meant every word. If doing so kept his mind at ease, then she’d do it.

This relationship was their partnership, and she’d do her part to put his mind and concern at ease.

Trey hesitated briefly but slowly wrapped his arms around her waist, tugging her against his chest and taking her for a kiss.

“I need you safe.”

“I promise, Trey.”

Trey deepened the kiss, and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. No man had loved her the way he did.

The soft knock on the door had Dahlia jumping in Trey’s lap. On instinct, she pushed away, trying to get up, but Trey locked his arms in a binding hold, keeping her in place.

“Am I interrupting?” Sloane asked, not waiting for an invitation and starting toward them.

Dahlia felt the bubbling in her chest, but she battened down a laugh when Trey growled. “Yes, you are.”

Dahlia squeezed his shoulder, giving her own type of warning.

“What?” Trey snapped.

Sloane smiled, looking between her and Trey. The news of their relationship had become public within the Ghosttown East MC the night of her attack. Dahlia assumed Karia would fill in the rest of the women, but she was unprepared for fielding calls from the members, along with all the old ladies. While all the women seemed genuinely happy for her, no one was more excited than Sloane. But the brothers weren’t as enthusiastic. Like Trey, their reasoning came out of concern. It took Gunner and Blade and a very angry Grain coming to Trey’s apartment one day with Karia to settle their concerns. Dahlia couldn’t be sure, but she suspected they’d also had a conversation or two with Trey.

“You guys are so cute together!”

“Sloane!” Trey snapped, not nearly as amused by the comment as Dahlia was. “What do you need?”

Sloane raised her brows and lifted her hand, holding up two fingers. “Two things. First, what do you think about you two and me and Blade going to dinner? Double date.”

Dahlia smiled, but that idea was swiftly dashed.

“No,” Trey said, leaving no room for discussion.

Sloane pouted and furrowed her brows. “Nothing fancy, just…”

“No!” Trey said.

Sloane sighed. “Okay, fine. Just think about it.”

Dahlia chuckled, shaking her head. I friggin’ love Sloane Baxter.

“And second, when will the changes go into effect? I just want to make sure I have everything set up.” Sloane looked directly at Dahlia. “I’m so excited.”

Excited for what? What changes? Dahlia turned to Trey, who was openly glaring at Sloane. He lifted his hand and pointed to the door. “Go.”

“Oh, well, I…”

“Now, Sloane.”

Dahlia heard her feet quickly move across the floor, but she was more interested in Trey’s reaction. Dahlia was missing something, and it seemed Trey and Dahlia were in the know while she was left in the dark.

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