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The phone rain again and I screamed into the empty car. “What?”
“What the fuck?”
I let out a frustrated sigh. “I’m not doing this with you, Lasso. Tell me what you want or stop playing on the phone.”
“I’m playing? You tear out of here like a bat out of hell and I’m the one playing games?”
“Oh please, give it a rest. I heard you and your biker buddy this morning. I’m not taking a fucking DNA test and I don’t recall asking for your goddamn protection!”
“Yeah well, I’m offering it up anyway.”
“Thank you Lasso, but no thanks. You don’t owe me shit. Go back to your friends and your club and forget you ever met me.” That was what I’d try to do and I knew it would be hard. Lasso and I w
eren’t some great love story, but he was a decent guy who’d stepped in to help me when I needed it. “Seriously, thank you. For everything.”
A knock on my window startled a scream out of me and I looked up at the intruder with the wide, cocky smile and serious blue eyes. “Why do I get the feeling you’re trying to get away from me, sweetheart?”
I sighed. “Because you’re more than just a pretty face?”
“That might be true,” he wagged his finger playfully, “but I won’t be distracted so easily, so tell me what in the hell you were thinking?”
Who did he think he was? “How did you find me?”
“One question at a time, Rocky.”
I growled. “Yeah. Mine. How?”
He shrugged, and it was so damn infuriating I wanted to start the engine and run over his damn feet. “Your location is on, probably because of the GPS.”
I dropped my head onto the steering wheel, smacking my forehead against the center and causing a small beep of the horn. “Why did you follow me? Are you trying to get me killed?”
“You know I’m not. I don’t give a damn what you think you heard me and Savior say, I’m going to keep you safe.”
“I’ll keep me safe, thank you very much.”
I wasn’t trying to be a bitch, but I stood a better chance on my own.
“Must you be so damn stubborn, woman? That’s my baby you’re carrying in your belly which means it’s up to me to keep you both safe. I don’t care if you like it, Rocky, not one fucking bit. I care that you and my kid are safe. Got it?”
Did it make me a weak slut that his tough guy, alpha forcefulness got me just a tad hot and bothered again? Because it did. More than a tad. But that wouldn’t be happening anytime soon, not with such a high-handed jerk.
“Whatever,” I told him and rolled the window up, determined to finish my meal in my last moments of peace because I knew Lasso wouldn’t let this go.
He’d probably toss me over his shoulder and force me back if I tried to resist.
In the end, it was safety. Plain and boring safety, and not the reckless, hot lust that overcame me at the idea of Lasso tossing me over his shoulder acting all cave-man that made the decision for me.
Chapter 8
Lasso
Hours after I’d asked Jag if he could track Rocky’s phone, we both made it home, exhausted and cranky. “Your bed is too damn small, just sleep in my room.” I didn’t mean to bark at her, but I’d been up since sunrise and in a few hours the sun would be up again. I was beyond tired and I didn’t feel like arguing. Luckily, Rocky had finally decided to stop fighting me. At least for now.
She picked up the small duffel bag without a word and dropped it on the floor beside the bed. “I think I’ll take a shower now,” she said.
Rocky stood in her wrinkled cotton tank and tiny denim shorts, grabbed her bag and disappeared into the bathroom and locked the door behind her.
I didn’t know what I expected from her, but it wasn’t this stony fucking silence. Maybe I thought I was owed gratitude but she gave me nothing. Reluctant acceptance and nothing more. It took me nearly an hour to unload all the shit from her car and when I went back to the bedroom, she was asleep.
