She wanted them naked and writhing on a bed somewhere, and she wanted it now.
“I talked to your dad last night.” He said, making her brain change gears.
But Seb got no further, and Sunny didn’t have time to ask what he’d talked about. Seb heard the screech of a car outside a millisecond before she did, and in that millisecond, it was enough for him to aim a glance out of the window and then to throw himself at her bodily. She was winded by the weight of him pushing her to the floor.
She thought he’d been joking by making a scene, and while Sunny was up for anything with Seb, she didn’t think exhibitionism was at the top of her list, not while she was still a virgin. It became clear only seconds later while he was on top of her, his hands spanning her head and telling her, “Stay down, baby.” The bank of windows exploded, and then, for longseconds, there was the deafening, terrifyingly scary sound of repeated bullets shooting into the diner.
People around them hit the deck. Everyone screamed as bullets tore the place up, glasses and plates exploded around them, and Sunny, stunned by what was happening, was soothed by Seb’s voice in her ear, telling her to keep down and it would be okay.
Whatever destruction was happening around them, she believed Sebastian and clung to his arm, willing the noise to stop. But when it did, it became scarier because she didn’t know what would come next.
Despite the many voices working simultaneously, she heard tires screeching as a car sped off.
The fright was real, but it somehow got pushed to the side as Seb lifted off her, rising to his feet, still protecting her when he cupped her face. “You okay?”
“Yeah, are you? Holy shit, Seb! Was that a drive-by?”
“It fucking felt like it,” he said, with his eyes looking seriously murderous.
It was then that Sunny took in their surroundings. The diner was destroyed.
From the crockery to framed posters on the wall to every single window. The room and all the walls were littered with bullet holes.
Sunny was amazed by her quick understanding, but she remained close to Seb. Yelling for him to be careful. She saw him head to the window, but he was right back.
“They’ve gone.”
What happened in the next few minutes was incredible. And yet she wasn’t surprised. Although some older, hardened men were present, Sebastian took control of the situation in the diner. He emitted a shrill whistle to get everyone’s attention. Then he raised his voice to ask if anyone was injured.
“Janine, honey,” he addressed the shaken server, tears streaming down her face. She looked like she’d been hit by debris, because her cheek was bleeding. “Call 911, tell them there’s been a drive-by, there are no major casualties, but we still need paramedics.” He stated, sounding like the only person there who could handle a crisis.
He went to those with minor cuts caused by exploding crockery. Sunny jumped into action, helping elderly people up from the floor, finding seats, and trying to reassure them.
Sebastian handled the situation, calming everyone down and ensuring people remained in place to speak with the police.
As soon as the police began arriving, she connected her hand inside Seb’s as he pulled her into his body, and she stayed there for however long while statements were taken.
She felt his free hand stroke through her freed hair, his head bent low. “You doing okay, baby?”
“That was scary. Do you think it was a robbery attempt?” For his ears only, she asked, “Does it have to do with that situation with Dad?”
Seb’s eyes turned even more serious, but he kissed her forehead. “No, baby, that was taken care of. This looks random as fuck. There’s nothing here to cause it. It’s just people eating breakfast.”
With a gun and badge, the tall Sheriff in a tan uniform strolled through the crowd, his lips pursed, eyes severe, assessing the scene, but he headed for Seb first.
And that was never good. She knew what it meant. He was looking at the Souls as being the reason.
Sure enough. He said. “Is this your club’s doing, Priest?”
“Why would it be?” Sebastian answered evenly. “I was having breakfast with my girl.”
The Sheriff turned to her, and his stern facial features softened. She knew his daughter, so she had spoken to the sheriff several times. “You okay, honey?”
“Yes, thank you. We’re all unscathed, Sheriff. It happened so fast.”
Sebastian and Sunny answered every single question calmly, but finally, Seb snapped, and he growled. “If it were aimed at the Souls, they would’ve had to have x-ray vision to see my cut or have a tracker up my ass, Stewart.” He addressed the Sheriff by his surname. “My bike isn’t even parked outside. We’re down the block. This isn’t on the Souls.”
The Sheriff nodded. “One of my guys will take your statement, and you can go.”
