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I wasn’t surprised that he was trying to downplay the situation. Odds were good that he hadn’t said anything over Thanksgiving because he didn’t want to cause me any distress. “Yeah, but Mom said some motorcycle club was behind all this?”
“Your mother shouldn’t have bothered you with the pesky details.” He shook his head with a deep sigh. “You only have a month before you go back to school. Enjoy your vacation and leave the Silver Saints to me.”
“Okay.” I wasn’t happy as I brushed my lips against his cheek, but I knew from the determined gleam in his eyes that the subject was closed as far as he was concerned.
I didn’t understand how any of this had happened, but there was one thing I knew…the Silver Saints weren’t going to get away with what they’d done to my dad. For that to happen, I needed more information.
I tried to ignore the fact that my mom was still drinking wine when I walked past her on the way out to my car. Seeing her like that made me sad, so I slid into the driver’s seat instead of grabbing my cell phone and heading back inside. I figured it would be difficult to find information about a motorcycle club, so I was surprised to find several news stories about the Silver Saints when I did a quick internet search. Even more shocking was that they were all positive.
Clicking through the first couple of links, I found reports on the classic car restorations that one of their guys had done and the tattoo shop they owned. None of that mattered to me—except they demonstrated that someone in the Silver Saints was good at making the club look as though they were squeaky clean—so I kept scrolling until I hit a story that mentioned the location of their clubhouse.
When I plugged the address into my maps app, I realized it wasn’t that far away and decided to do a quick drive past. I didn’t plan on doing anything other than getting a glimpse of their property as I pulled out of my parents’ garage, but my anger against the bikers grew as I drove. By the time my phone announced that I’d reached my destination, my temper was boiling over.
Instead of doing the smart thing by not drawing attention to myself—and possibly making my dad’s situation worse—I yanked the wheel to turn into their drive. The gate was closed, but a guy in a little booth jerked his head up when my tires squealed on the turn.
I threw my car into park while I waited for him to stride over to me. He was huge—tall and muscular with dark hair almost buzzed and a short-trimmed beard and mustache. My breath caught in my throat when he got close enough for me to take in his features, but not because I was intimidated—like I definitely should have been. Considering the situation, my purely feminine reaction to his piercing blue eyes was completely out of place. But that didn’t stop my nipples from pebbling as his gaze raked over my face.
2
Knight
My mouth went dry and my dick turned to stone when I saw who was behind the wheel of the Mini Cooper.
I double blinked to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. What were the odds that the woman I’d been dreaming about for a month and was planning to go after soon would show up here and unknowingly offer herself up on a silver platter?
Her eyes—which I now knew were a deep navy blue—sparked with desire, clearly shocking her, and I bit back a smile. The dark blue orbs briefly swept over my body before returning to my face. The apples of her cheeks dusted with pink, but her pretty lips mashed together, and anger swallowed her flare of interest.
I was surprised by the sudden change, but I was even more mystified at how she could look adorable and so fucking sexy at the same time.
“Lost, baby?” I grunted.
Her eyes widened just the tiniest bit at the nickname, and satisfaction rolled through me. She was obviously affected by me, which would work in my favor when I claimed her.
“No, I’m not lost!” she snapped. “I want to speak to whoever is in charge.”
I raised an eyebrow at her demand. “Sure you’re not lost?” She had to be. She couldn’t possibly know what she was asking, and truthfully, no one spoke to a Silver Saint like that.
“You’re a Silver Saint, right? A part of the motorcycle club?”
My jaw almost dropped. How did this sweet, innocent—and from the looks of her clothes and car, wealthy—little girl know anything about an MC? We weren’t all that hard to find because the garage and tattoo shop were located at one end of the compound, but they had their own dedicated entrance, which still blocked them from entering the rest of the grounds. But our known location was one of the reasons we kept it heavily guarded.
“Yes! Now, I want to talk to the person in charge. I want to know why—”
“Not happening, baby,” I interrupted. Her moxie was cute as fuck to me, but Mac wouldn’t agree and would probably scare my curvy goddess to death. I couldn’t allow that.
She gasped and unbuckled, then opened her car door. I grabbed the top to keep it from slamming into my legs or bouncing back and injuring her. But my attention was quickly stolen by her shapely legs and curvy hips as she exited the vehicle. Then she turned and leaned in to grab something. It took all my fucking energy not to grab her spectacular ass and drag her up against my body.
She stood back up and slung the long strap of a brown purse over her shoulder. Then she planted her feet and dropped her head back nearly all the way to look up at my face—trying to stare me down. I had to bite back a smile again, which should have been shocking. I hadn’t wanted to smile so much in the past couple of years than I did in the five minutes I’d been in this woman’s presence.
“If you won’t let me drive through, then I’ll just stand by the gate until it opens and find your boss by myself.”
This time, I couldn’t hold back a laugh. Her cheeks flamed, but impressively, she didn’t look away. This girl was practically radiating sweetness and innocence, so her show of backbone made pride well up in my chest.
“How ’bout you tell me what’s got you fired up, and I’ll see if I can help?” I trailed off with a raised eyebrow. It was both a request for her name and a statement that I knew she was affected by me.
Her face flushed pink, and the color spread down her neck and under her shirt.How far did it go? Was that what she’d look like when she was coming?
“Kiara.”
