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I opened my arms and she ran straight into me, gripping onto my club cut as her body connected with mine. She peeked over my shoulder before pulling back so I could see her face. “Why are they here?”

Folding my arms in around her I pulled her closer. “I just gotta go out for a little bit.” She started to shake her head, but I tucked it beneath my chin. “No worries, baby. A few of the boys are coming with me. We’ll be back soon.”

She pushed against my chest, prying herself out of my arms and stepping back. “This is aboutthemisn’t it? Edge and his club?”

I reached out and grabbed her arm tightly, squeezing a little harder than I intended. “Don’t talk about them.” I flicked my head to where Deacon was still leaning against his car at the front gate, the other police officers now gone. I knew he couldn’t hear us from where he stood, but they have all kinds of fancy gadgets nowadays, and I couldn’t risk having Rose admit to anything. For her sake, not mine.

Prison time was something I’d done before, and while we were a lot smarter now it was something that I would possibly do again. But not her. I wouldn’t allow it.

A small whimper left her and I pulled my hand back quickly like I’d been burnt. “Shit, baby.” There were already red marks on her skin, and I knew it would turn to bruising. My hands went to her face, cradling both sides gently. “I’m sorry, baby. I just can’t have them thinking you were involved in some way.”

“Okay,” her voice was a whisper, but I could see in her eyes that she understood. I wanted to protect her. “You’ll come back?”

“Yeah, I’ll be back.” I pulled her face to mine and took ownership of her lips. Her body relaxed the instant our mouths connected and her hands slipped under my cut, gripping my shirt tightly in her hands. I tilted her face to the side and slipped my tongue between her perfect lips. A soft moan escaped out, effectively spurring me on.

“Blizzard! Move your pansy ass!”

Rose started to giggle. “Your brothers are waiting.” Her lips moved against mine, but I didn’t open my eyes, loving the feeling of having her against me.

Mine.

“Fuckers,” I muttered causing her to laugh louder. She pushed my chest and I grinned as I stepped back.

“Be safe.” She tried to smile, but I could see the trepidation in her face.

I winked. “Always, baby.”

I took her in before turning and jogging to where my brothers had already started their bikes. Slider, Leo, and Eagle sat waiting as I threw my leg over my ride, tightened my helmet and started her up. The rumble had a strangely calming effect, especially when it was joined by that of my brothers’. Our bikes roaring loudly together.

It was our life, we were individuals, different in so many ways. But there was one thing that brought us together. The love for our club—our family. And there was nothing like having your brothers ride beside you, knowing that you weren’t alone in this shit.

Deacon climbed in his car as we approached the gate. He was driving a black sedan, not the usual kind of car you would see being used as an unmarked police car. He took his damn time and I revved my engine in frustration, earning me a middle finger out the driver’s window as he took off down the road. He turned left at the end and I threw a curious glance at Op, he shrugged and we turned to follow. Turning left meant we weren’t going to Athens. We were heading out of town.

I wonder if we should have brought more brothers with us.

Deacon had done us a solid after Marco DePalma had been taken in, but I was still suspicious of his intentions. He’d let us in the back of the station and given us a few minutes alone with Marco in his cell. The only condition—that he was still alive at the end.

He was.

Barely.

He deserved a lot more for what he’d put Rose and Chelsea through.

We drove for at least twenty minutes out into the countryside before he pulled off onto a gravel side road. I can’t say I was happy about it. If my bike got scratched up by flying stones, I was gonna punch the asshole in the face—police or not.

It wasn’t long before we came to a large farm house, it was old, but had been renovated and painted. I was impressed, it was something I wanted to look at doing myself, so I could move out of the clubhouse. At the moment, I lived there permanently, simply because it was only me. A big home didn’t make sense. But now I had Rose and Jayla with me, the idea was beginning to become more appealing.

My brothers and I backed our bikes in, all aware that there was a possibility we may need to leave quickly. I hung my helmet on my handlebars and climbed off my bike. “This the part where you seduce us, man? ‘Cause I don’t swing that way,” Slider smarted off to Deacon as he stepped out of his car.

Glaring at Slider, Deacon came to stand beside us. “Trust me, having you lot in my house isn’t exactly my idea of fun.”

“You bought a house here, huh?” Optimus inquired casually. “Decided to stay in town.”

“Someone needed to keep an eye on you assholes.” Deacon smirked. He and Optimus had a weird relationship. There was respect there, but you could stillcut the tension in the air with a knife whenever they were near each other.

“Can we just get this over with? I’ve got a woman at home I want to get back to,” I grumbled.

It was then that the door of the house opened. My hand twitched, wanting to automatically reach for my gun. But when I looked up and saw who was walking down the stairs, my brain ceased to make sense of what was happening.

Leo was the only one to speak up as they came closer. And he spoke the words I knew were running through all of our heads.

“Oh fuck.”

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