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Ergo, there was no real reason for her to be here. Otherwise, Sin would have had me or another brother guarding her while he was out on this run—last minute or not.
She wasn’t my problem.
My dick said it really wanted her to be.
“He left. Is there something that I can do?”
Initially, she sagged, then, clinging to the offer I made, she straightened, questioning, “So you know who I am?”
“Yeah.”
She stared at me with a wide-eyed desperation that ate at me. I’d sensed her fear, but this was new.
This woman was not born to appear desperate.
Maybe for dick in the sack, but not where real-life shit was concerned.
“I need his help,” she muttered bleakly.
“I told you—he ain’t here. He’s on a run. But if you need help or are in danger, then I’ll do my best to fix things for you.”
“Why would you do that? I’m nothing to you.”
Rolling my eyes, I pushed my hands into my pockets and slouched closer to the gate. “Do you want my help or not?”
I flicked a glance at the car and saw the driver was starting to get nervous—I could see the sweat on his brow from here and it was a cold ass fucking day.
“Dude is looking antsy. I’d make my mind up if I were you, Mary Catherine.”
She gasped. “You know my name.”
“Why are you so surprised? The MC knows who you are.”
“What? Really? Why would Sin talk about me?”
“Your mother is… Well, let’s just say she ain’t popular around here. Sin knew that a day would come when you would need his help, and when he was deployed and didn’t know if he was going to come back, he called in a favor.”
Several favors.
For a half-sister he didn’t know and didn’t want but who had the misfortune of being his mother’s spawn too.
She released a soft breath. “I knew he was a soldier. I just knew it.”
I wasn’t sure why that of all the things I said had piqued her interest, but to each their own.
For whatever reason, it had her dipping down and retrieving a satchel from the backseat. She murmured, “Thanks for the ride,” to the driver before dragging the satchel onto her shoulder and tucking the phone Sin gave her into her pocket.
She slammed the door closed and then took a few steps toward me as the driver instantly took off, recognizing that this was not a safe place for weary travelers.
It wasn’t like we had the devil’s stamp etched into the sky above us, and the clubhouse itself was pretty respectable truth be told, but he was smart to get the hell out of here.
“He cared enough about me to ask for his club’s help?” she questioned as I watched the car fade into the distance as it raced down the road.
Giving her my full attention, I saw that there were stars in her eyes, and call me a sap, but I didn’t feel like erasing them. Sin wasn’t a saint. He earned his road name naturally, but she didn’t need to know that. Not when she’d looked so scared and those stars had replaced the fear.
I didn’t answer her, just demanded, “What’s going on?”
She moved closer to the bars separating us. “Aren’t you going to let me in?”
