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His words are my undoing. With a groan, I bite even harder into his shoulder and come apart. My legs quiver, barely holding me up as I gush against his hand. Slowly, when he feels my orgasm stop, Trevor removes his hand bringing his fingers to his lips, and sucks each one clean in front of me.
“You taste so good, Little Vixen,” he growls, giving me a wicked smile that promises I’ll pay later.
I absolutely can’t wait for him to make me pay. We may not have fixed everything between us, but for now, I’ll take having him back in my life. I’m sure we’ll end up in this same battle of wills again, but I’m hoping maybe this time he won’t try to run.
FIFTEEN
TREVOR
Steel is on watch duty today and clocks Emma’s arrival to drop off and pick up Alexis from school. Sky manages to get Knox and Steel on the volunteer traffic details at the school, giving them more access to watch without being creepy. It also allows Steel to slip Emma a message regarding her Jeep. I know she loves the damn car, but we may just need to leave it at the school. I don’t trust that her father doesn’t have it LoJacked.
While he focuses on that. Knox has me in the gym training for the morning. Over and over he has me practicing different moves. At first, Knox, Steel, and I weren’t really friends. It took a while, and we ended up bonding while we both trained and competed in boxing. We started as opponents, but it didn’t take long before we realized we could and would be great friends. Our fighting styles are vastly different which has helped make us better fighters. Knox even offered to enter this fight instead of me to protect Emma, but I knew I couldn’t let him. No, this time it was my fight. I knew he wanted to pay me back for everything I did to help his sister Rachel, but this wasn’t something I could let him do. Nah, I figured eventually something else would come up that I could use as his payback to me, not that I thought it was necessary. Rachel is practically my little sister at this point, and I would have helped her no matter who her brother was.
We take the afternoon off so my muscles won’t be sore for tonight. It’s the second round of the fights, and we both know they are about to get harder. The losers from round one will fight even harder to best those of us who won. It’s going to be brutal and ugly. Since Robert showed off Emma at the first fight, I’m hoping he won’t have her there tonight. It will be better, at least for me, if she isn't there. I used to love having her attend my fights, even if I was always worried that something would happen to her or that Robert would find out. Hell, I know he knew she was at my fights but since we had an understanding the most he did was beat her under the guise of her being where she wasn’t supposed to be. Part of the deal we had was that he couldn’t imprison her, keep her from me, or hurt her to the point she missed days at school. He knew back then there wasn’t a damn thing I could do to stop him outside of the deals we had already made.
Now, that isn’t true.
There are many things I could do to make him pay for hurting Emma, but each of them would show my hand sooner than I want. My men will be spread out around the arena as extra security and to continue gathering intel, not just on Robert but on all of his business associates as well. It pays to have as much information as possible in this world we live in. If Robert was to bring Emma, I know my team would keep her safe no matter what occurs. I would just feel better if she isn’t placed in that situation with hundreds of people with shadier intentions than she could ever know.
My phone ringing finally pulls me from my thoughts as I sit in my office trying to pour over paperwork and distract my mind from tonight's fight, which was clearly failing. I should have known no work will really get done today while I am so worried about everything else going on but as one of three owners of Rockport Security, I have to at least look like I am working. A large part of me debates if I want to answer the phone. If it is one of the guys they know exactly where to find me, there is no point in calling my cell. Rarely, if ever did it ring anymore.
“Trevor,” I answer without looking at the caller ID. I know better than to do that, but since very few people have this number outside of employees or close friends and family. I doubt it would be anyone else calling.
“About time you answer your damn phone,” Rachel huffs. In the background, I can hear a screaming kid, and it makes my heart pang knowing I missed those days with my own daughter.
“Rachel,” I grumble, pinching the bridge of my nose, regretting having not looked at the caller ID. I’ve been dodging her calls this week knowing she was going to ask me about Emma. The damn woman has been obsessed with me rescuing her and bringing Emma to meet her.
“You didn’t look at your caller ID, did you?” she laughs. “Dumbass. I know you’ve been dodging me. Give me the deets!”
“If there was something to tell you I would. We both know Knox and Steel already filled you in, so why you're bothering me, I don’t know.” That's not true. I’m sure they told her just enough to get her off their backs knowing good and well I consider her like a little sister to me, and she would come pestering me eventually for the full details.
“Pff,” she huffs. “We both know they didn’t tell me the good shit now spill.”
Knowing I won’t get out of it since I already answered the phone, I give her what she wants and tell her about what happened at the school in the bathroom between Emma and me. I also tell her about finding out that Alexis is my daughter.
“Hold the fucking phone!” she screams, squealing in my ear. “Language!” I hear her husband growl in the background, which makes me laugh. The president of the Chaos Brotherhood MC telling his wife to watch her language is hilarious. Who would have known he’d turn into a softie when they had kids?
“You have a daughter, and she didn’t ever think to tell you about it!” I could hear the anger in her tone and knew if I didn’t reign her in, the second she met Emma, she would be giving her a piece of her mind on my behalf.
“Rachel, don’t,” I command. “Emma has done what she needed to do to protect our daughter, and none of us can fault her for that. I left and gave her no way to get in contact with me. She did what she needed to do. No one will say anything to her about it, and if I find out someone did, there will be hell to pay. Am I clear?”
My tone leaves no room for argument. I won’t let anyone try to blame Emma for what she’s had to do to survive. I blame myself for leaving and not giving her a way to reach me in an emergency. That was on me hoping that Robert would keep his word to me and I knew I shouldn’t have. I fucked up, not Emma.
“I don’t like it. Not one damn bit,” Rachel bitches. In the background, I hear her and Shadow arguing about something in hushed tones before Rhacel huffs and returns to the phone. “I’ll cut her slack because you said so, but she’s going to have to earn some points with me for it now. No one hurts my family.”
“You sound like a biker, Rach,” I chuckle.
“You fucking know it,” she laughs. “I’m the damn Prez’s wife. Of course, I sound like it. Someone has to keep these damn men in line. God knows they can’t do it themselves. It looks like you and my brothers can’t either. Don’t make me reach out to Sky.”
Her threat doesn’t scare me. Sky barely talks to anyone and keeps to herself most days. Sure out of everyone she likes Rachel the best, though she tried to fight hard on that one when they first met but it’s impossible for anyone to not like Rachel. Sky knows she can speak her mind to me and my brothers but most days she won’t unless she feels strongly about it. Now that I think of it, maybe I should be scared. Rachel is among the few who could convince her to take me on and tell me I’m wrong.
“Realized you should be scared, huh?” Rachel questions at my pause. Fuck. I hate when she’s right about shit. “When are you getting Emma and Alexis out? Shadow said you can bring them here if you feel better about it since Alexis is involved too.”
“Tell him thanks for the offer, and I’ll consider it. We have the safe house set up already, and it should work for both of them.” Knowing the president of the Chaos Brotherhood is offering my love and daughter protection is something I’m grateful for. It lets me know he understands just how fucked the situation is here. Sure, after everything with Rachel, we all grew close, but due to my business we’ve always made sure our ties were buried deep, and our conversations were limited and few and far between. Normally, his offer wouldn’t come without some sort of payment, but this time I have a feeling it just may not.
“Trevor,” Shadow comes on the phone.
“Hey Shadow,” I answer, having no clue why he decided to take over the conversation.
