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Ignoring his request, his intrepid father continued giving his wise counsel. “Planning a surgical strike against a rival MC is complex and dangerous business. A misstep could cost your brothers their lives. That’s how we lost our last club president.”
White-hot fury fired to life in Ryder’s gut. “Don’t make your insecurities mine, old man.”
Maintaining his reasonable tone of voice, Ven’s expression took on the barest hint of irritation. “That ain’t my intent, son. I’m trying to impress upon you the importance of formulating a good plan and double checking all your details. This is the kind of job that will ensure you are remembered as a legend or a failure as Sargent at Arms.”
“I don’t give a shit about any of that. I’m just lookin’ to get a brother free of this shit so he can enjoy something nice that’s come his way.”
Slapping him on the shoulder, his old man nodded. “That’s the correct attitude. Get to work, son.”
Stalking past Darkness and his daughter, Ryder gave him a polite nod. Once outside the room, he made his way to the stairs and rushed up the steps two at a time. He wanted to check on his woman. Something about seeing her and stealing a kiss was all it took to tip his crazy world back into proper alignment.
Finding her in the empty, newly renovated living room, Ryder snuck up behind her and slipped his arms around her waist. He barely jerked back in time to avoid her flying elbow.
“Stealing a kiss has never been so dangerous, baby girl. What’s up with that?”
Dropping her paintbrush onto the end of the paint pan, she turned around with a smile that stole his ability to think.
“Sorry, I didn’t know it was you.”
Trying not to smile, he asked, “What ya gonna do now that you know?”
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled him down for a kiss. Lifting her slightly off her feet, Ryder let everything fall away and focused on the moment. As she opened for him to deepen the kiss, Ryder delved into all the delights she offered. Her soft tongue sucked on his, causing his dick to grow. The gentle abrasion of her nails as she sifted her fingers through his hair and lightly scratched his scalp had him feeling like more beast than man.
It didn’t matter to either of them who, if anyone, was watching their romantic interlude. The lust flowing back and forth quickly overwhelmed whatever sense of propriety they normally had.
Pulling back slightly, he cupped her face in one hand. “Thanks for that, sweetness. I needed it.”
Wiggling down out of his arms, Tiffany grabbed his hand and led him away. His tongue slipped out to run across his bottom lip where he could still taste her. Hell, he hoped this was turning into what it looked like because it looked as if he was about to get seriously lucky.
Grabbing a couple of cold beers from the bar, they ended up on the rooftop at the back of the property. It was a secluded spot where they often came to drink a cold one and enjoy the stars or the view of the nearby river. It was the perfect day, and his little firecracker certainly knew what he liked and needed.
They settled down in their special spot. All the vehicles coming and going in the front of the building, the noises from the shop, and even the noises from the renovations were all a dull hum in the background.
Ryder opened their drinks with a twist of his palm. “You have paint in your hair, baby girl,” he observed as he handed hers over.
Grinning, she shoved a hunk of hair framing the side of her face back. “A little paint never hurt anyone. It’ll wash out. I like helping to make their special space a home.”
“Helping? Fuck that,” Ryder declared. “I hear you and Rose have taken over the whole renovation.”
Tapping her bottle to his before taking a drink, she responded shyly, “Sorry about that. We just want everything to be perfect. Darkness has even been participating more. It’s going to be a fantastic place when we get it all finished.”
“Well, most of the furniture has been delivered. We’ve got it stacked in the garage.” Seeing the concern jump onto her face, he added, “Don’t worry, it’s all still in the packaging, safe and sound.”
Changing subjects, she asked pointedly, “Want to talk about what has you so worked up today?”
“Hell the fuck no,” Ryder said forcefully and took a long pull from his bottle. “Trust me, you don’t want that shit rattling around in your brain.”
Tiffany studied him for a moment before casting her gaze back out at the view. “I’m guessing the club decided what to do about this thing with Darkness.”
“I know you were along for part of that ride, but this is where you get off the bus. I can’t be talking to you about what happens next,” he reminded her gently.
Tiffany kept her sights forward. “I hope the club isn’t thinking of killing Abby.”
“Darkness would never agree to kill the mother of his only child,” he assured her. That much information wouldn’t hurt to give, and at least it might help ease her mind a bit.
“I’m glad.” She nodded to herself. “God knows she deserves it, but something about her thinking isn’t right.”
Ryder agreed with her to an extent. “I think she’s a snake in the grass and putting her down was clearly the best of some poor choices. Now she’s just gonna keep trying to get one over on Darkness.” He shook his head, thinking one beer wasn’t going to be enough tonight. “We need to talk about something else. This is just getting me worked up again.”
