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“Hay, I’m only gonna ask one more time. Tell me what you know.”
“It’s the Outlaws.”
The motorcycle gang? “Seriously?”
“Yeah, the Outlaws MC have been giving the guys a few problems,” she confessed, still not a direct look in my direction. She was staring at everything but me. Man, she was awful at hiding the truth. I almost laughed.
“Hay, who have the Outlaws been messing with?”
“Now Rae –”
“Cut the shit Hay. I mean it.”
Her eyes finally met mine, “I promised Jake.”
“That you wouldn’t tell me? Why?” I asked, hurt.
“To protect you sweets, no other reason.”
I sank down in the seat. This was bad, “Who are they messing with Hay? Just tell me, is it Jake?”
“Not really,” she inhaled a shaky breath and released it, “it’s Peter.”
I bolted up ramrod stiff in my seat and straightened, “What?”
“Peter has had a few problems.”
“What kind of problems?” A sinking feeling filled my stomach like someone threw an old moldy rock down there and let it sit, “Is he in danger?”
Her lips thinned as she cast me a withering look, “Well what do you think Rae? They want to sell him Girl Scout cookies?”
I might have laughed if I wasn’t so deathly afraid, “I have to talk to Peter about this.”
“Oh no you don’t. If you say a word Jake will know I told you.”
I had bigger worries than Hayley betraying Jake’s trust, “I think Peter’s safety is more important. Don’t you?”
“How are you going to keep him safe Rae? Neither of us can do anything.”
She was right, but I could talk to Peter about it, “At least he could fill me in on what’s going on.”
“I’m honestly surprised he let you out of his sight considering Vader and all that’s happening.”
I sort of regretted texting her about Step-Vader and all the bullshit now.
“Me too.”
I jumped a mile as Peter’s stern voice echoed in the quiet coffee house. Not many customers were around until the rush later in the day, so there were few witnesses to the angry tick I could see pulsing in his chiseled jaw.
“Care to tell me why you left the house without letting anyone know?”
I glared at him, frustrated that he didn’t tell me the truth. Those guys at the drive-in knew Peter. I’m willing to bet they were Outlaws. The knowledge spiked my frustration, and I nearly spat my response at him, “I can go wherever I want, whenever I want Peter.”
He grimaced at my tone, “We still haven’t discussed last night. I think it’s time to leave.”
“No, I’m not done with my iced coffee.”
One hand ran through his hair in agitation, “Now isn’t the time to prove a point, Rae. Bring it with you.”
