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“Speaking of, what the hell is wrong with them for tossing you out of the backseat out front?” I asked, starting to clean up my mess.
“I wasn’t with them. Or any of my club brothers,” he told me, jaw getting tight.
I would like to say that I knew nothing about biker clubs. And there was a time when that was true. Back before I realized Seeley had signed his life away to one. Then, well, I’d done some extensive research into them.
From what I could tell, you only ever did jobs with your brothers. There was no side work with other organizations.
“What? Is one illegal operation not risky enough for you now?” I asked, tasting the bitterness on my tongue, but having no way to keep it in my mouth. “You need to double your chances of spending the rest of your life in prison? Or dead?” I snapped, then turned back to find him folding up off the table, ripping the IV out of his hand. “What are you doing? Lie back down,” I demanded, reaching out to push my hand into his shoulder.
Only to find the wrist snagged in his hand.
“For someone who hates me so much, Ama, you seem real concerned with the trajectory of my life,” he said, and I tried like hell to ignore the way his thumb was sliding across the sensitive underside of my wrist, and the way that whisper-soft sensation made flutters course through me.
In my chest, sure, but other places too.
“You can’t leave,” I told him.
“I have to get back.”
“You need antibiotics. And your instructions on changing your dressings.”
“Then I’ll come back tomorrow,” he said, shrugging.
I pulled my wrist free because I felt like his nearness was somehow clouding up my mind.
“You could have died tonight,” I told him.
“Thank fuck you took pity on the bad news who lived a few apartments down,” he said, watching me with eyes so intense that I swear I felt stripped down right there.
“You are more than that,” I insisted, hearing the strange thickness in my voice.
“No, Ama,” he said, moving a step closer until there was hardly a space between us. His hand rose, snagging my chin, forcing my head up so my gaze found his. “You alwayswantedme to be more than that. There’s a difference.”
And with that, he was gone.
Leaving me standing there with an ache inside me that no time or rational thinking had dulled.
CHAPTER SIX
Seeley
It’s always the jobs you set out thinking will be a cakewalk that end up with you holding a handful of your own blood and slipping in and out of consciousness.
I was just supposed to be helping a connection of mine get back some money that was owed to him.
Sure, it was owed to him by a real shithead, but not someone I ever thought would be a problem.
Besides, I spent my whole life fighting. Scrapping in the schoolyard for respect, fighting off rivals when working for other organizations, even just trying to stay alive.
I had a perfect track record for coming out on top.
Which, I guess, made me a little cocky, a bit too sure of myself.
And I’d trusted someone who hadn’t earned that trust.
That in and of itself was my nearly fatal mistake that night.
But I’d called on this guy a time or two in the past, and he’d shown up for me. So I thought he’d have my back as we climbed into his car and drove over an hour outside of Miami to track down the guy who’d once been a business partner of Carver’s.
