“You’re an asshole.”
“I know.” He grins at me, making me laugh.
“I don’t even know where we’re at now. I think I fell asleep for a bit back there. Don’t you trust me?” I smirk at him, circling back to our first moments together.
“As much as I shouldn’t, yeah, I do.” I understand the importance of him not taking the moment to joke. “You can’t tell anyone about it. I mean, technically we’re not using it at the moment… just yet, but still.” He’s rambling, and it’s kind of adorable. He reaches into the saddle bag again and I’m expecting him to just drop the blindfold inside, but he produces what looks like some sort of box. “It’s a faraday cage.” He mumbles as if he could hear my unspoken question.
“And what’s that?”
“It prevents any signals.” He says as he opens in and drops his phone inside.
“So no one can track you.”
“Precisely.”
We pull off the road onto a dirt trail, and up the mountain we go. There’s a small cave that we’re moving right towards and I grip on a little tighter, causing him to laugh.
“Don’t worry, you’re safe.” He slows down as we enter the cave and drive inside. I’m surprised that the further we enter, the wider it opens up to.
When we come to a stop, I see the large door, the size of a garage door, in front of us. He walks over to the keypad and punches in the code, and I watch as the door opens.
“We haven’t used it in a long time. Working on getting back out here.”
“What is this place?”
“It has multiple purposes, which have changed over the years.” He laughs, nervously. “And if you want some weird Zane’s life trivia. Uh, I was also born here.”
“Shut the fuck up, no, you weren’t.” I can’t help but laugh and then, because of my current situation, imagine what his mom went through.
“Yeah. We’ve always used it as a safe house and well, they had come up cause something to do with the feds. Granted, this entire story is from my dad cause my mom would rarely talk about it. Said she had some PTSD from it.”
“I could fucking see that.”
“It’s not that bad.” He laughs as he nods his head in a direction. “Anyway, legend has it.” The way he’s telling it makes me laugh. “Mom was like 7 months pregnant when they came up here. And surprise, surprise, she went into labor early. But because my mom was so fucking stubborn. She refused to admit that she was in labor or tell anyone. One of my aunts realized it and when she timed, the contractions told her you’re either having us in the back seat of the jeep or here where it won’t be as chaotic.”
“A jeep? That seems specific.”
“It’s the only thing that will fit into the entrance of the cave. Oh, yes.” He laughs as he opens a door, and I’m surprised by how nice the bedroom is. “I forgot. The only way to fit the jeep inside is without the doors, so it didn’t seem like the best option.”
“I would imagine not.”
“Apparently, my dad almost missed it. He had gone for a meeting with Ro and got back just in enough time to change and have my mom yell at him as she pushed.”
“They sound amazing.”
“They were exhausting most of the time.” It makes me laugh again as he walks over to a door and opens up a closet. Grabbing a vacuum seal bag and opens it. Then he stops and turns around, looking at me. “I just realized how this is going to look, and I just want to clarify that it’s not my intentions.”
I can’t help but laugh when I see the set of sheets in his hands.
“It’s just the least MC and most comfortable place in here. Well, any of the bedrooms, but this is technically mine now.”
“It’s okay.”
I help him make the bed before laying on top of the covers.
“I know this is really selfish of me.” I whisper as I look at him. “But will you hold me?”
He looks over at me and nods his head. “As long as you talk to me.”
