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“Wow, is that really your pick-up line?” Blair teases.
It got the prez’s attention. He stands, and his men instantly shift into defence mode, so we close in around Blair and Faye. “These them?” he asks, his voice rumbling. He’s a big, scarred bastard. Hell, I don’t even think Cyrus could take him.
“Yes, Prez,” Jay answers with a grin, unafraid. “Come on, ladies, let’s get you settled.”
“Look after them,” Cyrus demands. “Not a hair touched, I mean it.”
“We know the stipulations; we aren’t idiots here. We aren’t fucking with Crew. Not to mention any woman is safe here and won’t be touched.” The prez’s scowl melts to a smirk. “Unless she wants it.” His eyes go to Faye, and Blair chuckles under her breath.
“Oh, they are so going to get laid,” Blair murmurs, and I arch a brow. “Not me.” Her eyes go to Faye, and we both laugh.
“Let’s get you a drink, sexy,” Jay teases and pulls Faye to the bar as the prez hops down before us, his gaze sweeping over Blair in a clinical way before he nods.
“You’ll be safe here. We’ll protect you,” he promises seriously, tapping his cut.
“Is that right? Then who will protect you from me?” she counters with a grin, making me laugh. He barks out one too.
“I get why you like her.” He nods. “We expecting trouble?”
“Maybe,” Cyrus offers.
“We’ll be prepared. See you before sunrise.”
“You’ve got it,” Bray replies. “Blair, no killing or scaring the nice bikers.” He laughs as he sweeps her into a kiss. I turn to give them a moment as they make eyes at each other. Cyrus waits too, and when Bray lets her go, I kiss her forehead.
“Behave.”
“Why do you all keep saying that?” She pouts, but I can’t help but grin.
Cyrus hooks an arm around her waist and pulls her closer, his eyes narrowed. “Stay here. I mean it, Blair. I’ve given them permission to tie you up if needed.”
“Kinky.”
“Faye needs you here. Please trust us, baby girl. We’ll be back,” he finishes before kissing her hard. The bikers whistle, but he ignores them and pulls away, his gaze cutting to the prez.
“If a single hair is touched on her fucking head, I’ll have yours,” he snarls before storming off.
“We all will,” I add, eyeing him seriously for once. I may like him and even their club, but Blair comes first. “She’s our entire world, our fucking family. Anything happens, you won’t be safe. None of you.”
He bristles at the threat before jutting his chin sharply in acknowledgment. With one last look at Blair, Bray and I turn to leave, our minds switching from her and the warm feelings to that of Crew.
Cold, dark, and cunning.
Hunters.
