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Her cheeks warmed, but she got more comfortable on my legs and rested her pretty head on my shoulder. I pressed a kiss to her forehead, tightening my hold on her. She sighed in contentment and pressed her warm, pink lips to my throat, right beneath my Adam's apple.
Truth was, I knew she could still bartend if she wanted to. But there were too many single men in that clubhouse, and I was possessive as fuck. She was my old lady, and that meant she played by my rules. My rule was no fucking bartending while other MC members were in this fucking clubhouse.
I’d end up in a goddamn fight otherwise.
“So, when did this officially happen?” Joey spoke up, looking between me and Reina.
“When she came back home from your club,” I told him honestly. “Thought I’d lost her when I was told she took off to your place to get space from me.”
Joey shook his head. “Wish you would have been told the truth, but we just wanted to help her. And if that meant she wanted to keep what happened to her under wraps, then we did.”
I dropped a kiss to the top of Reina’s head when I felt her tense on my lap. “Not angry at you,” I whispered, soothing her. I looked back up at Joey. “Thank you,” I told him. He arched a brow at me in question. “For having her back,” I told him. “Thank you for making sure she wasn’t facing this shit alone while I was MIA.”
He inclined his head to me. “Reina is family, brother.”
And I knew it would always be as simple as that.
15
Sam
Reina grabbed my face in her hands, forcing me to look down at her. I was already straddling my bike, my helmet in my hands. Her worried eyes ran over my features. I’d told her what our plan was earlier when we’d had some time alone. I knew she’d been concerned about me since, but she also knew I would do everything in my power to come home to her.
I didn’t trust anyone to take care of her like I could.
“Please be careful,” she pleaded.
I draped my helmet over the handle of my bike and gripped the back of her neck, leaning down to slant my lips across hers. She gripped my cut in her fists, her lips working aggressively against mine, pouring out every bit of her fear and worry into this moment.
God, when she kissed me like this and clung to me like she was, I never wanted to leave her fucking side.
But I had to.
“I love you,” I quietly told her.
Her lips trembled. “I hate letting you ride off to something like this.” And I knew she feared it because of what had happened to me when I was with Ink. And that was asafeexchange. Now, I was riding into a fucking warzone, and she knew it. I hadn’t hidden it from her.
I brushed my lips with her trembling ones again. “When I get home, I will fuck you to the point you pass out to make up for this,” I promised her. I hated causing her fear and worry. I never wanted to be a cause of concern for her. But I was an outlaw, and she was my old lady. This was our life, and unfortunately, it would be like this until the day I died.
Her eyes heated at my promise, and my dick hardened in my jeans, making them tight across my hips. I groaned and released her, grabbing my helmet again. She was such a fucking tease, and she never realized she was doing it to me. The woman seriously held me in the palm of her fucking hand.
I looked over at her as I strapped my helmet to my head, making sure it was secure afterward. “Get your cute ass inside, and stay inside until I return, you understand me?”
She nodded. Her fingers grazed mine in one last, fleeting touch before she stepped back. “I love you,” she mouthed.
I tapped my hand over my heart, signaling that was where she always resided, before I settled my ass on the seat of my bike and followed my club and the Sons of Hell out of the lot with Alejandro’s men riding behind all of us.
This shit was ending tonight, and we were coming out the fucking victors.
The momentwe rode up to the Angels of Hell’s clubhouse, it was goddamn chaos. It didn’t take a genius to know we were coming; someone probably informed them the moment we crossed into their territory. The Angels of Hell weren’t known for leaving any part of their shit unprotected.
They wanted us to come here.
Tough shit for them. This would be where each member breathed their last breath, and that last breath was going to become mine today. I was a man hell-bent on revenge for what had happened to my woman. And a man seeking revenge for his woman? That was its own kind of hell.
Three of Joey’s guys covered me, and we went in guns blazing. I headed straight for the clubhouse doors, dodging bullets as I went. I slammed the butt of my gun into one guy’s temple, and Whiler came out of nowhere, putting a bullet between his eyes.
“Go!” he barked at me. It was as if he somehow knew exactly who I wanted to go for. “I’ve got this.”
