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He parked his bike and tiredly began the walk to the Hall. Diesel’s brothers walked alongside him, although some were missing. Micah had made it through surgery, and Phoe, Drake, and Harley were with him now, with guards on Micah’s door.
Shee and Levi remained with Pyro in his room. Tiny and Shotgun stayed with Celt, and Rage had completely taken over from Hellfire concerning Micah. Diesel had let them have that one. Micah was as much their family as Hellfires. Bear and Smokey were guarding baby Michaelson while Bone and Lowrider had Chance’s back. His phone rang, and he answered it and sighed. Fuckin’ Willoughby again.
“Don’t hang up, boy. I’ve spoken to Agent Ware and offered her my men for free. She’s accepted,” Willoughby spoke.
“And this depends on you seeing Alice, I guess,” Diesel said as he walked around the corner and almost paused at the amount of firepower on the lawn. He blinked before continuing to the Hall.
“No. I’ve acted like an old bull in a china shop. When Alexis wants to see me, that’s fine. I’ll wait. The priority is removing the threat against her,” Willoughby replied.
Diesel stopped walking, removed his phone from his ear, and looked down at it incredulously before putting it back.
“What’s the catch?” Diesel asked warily.
“There isn’t. Want my grandbaby safe, and this I can give her,” Willoughby answered.
“We’ll see,” Diesel replied. “Thanks for your offer.” Diesel disconnected and stared at his mobile again before heading into the Hall. He was barely through the door before Alice hit him in a hard slam, and his arms wrapped around her.
Diesel breathed in the scent of her hair and held her as close as he could get her. Alice snuggled into his body and hugged himwithout saying a word. Today's angst and pain fled before her calmness, and he realised she soothed his ravaged soul.
“Come, we’ve got a room here, and you need to wash and sleep,” she finally murmured. Diesel followed her through the Hall to the green bedroom, where she promptly ran a shower and then called down to the kitchen for hot food. Diesel looked at her gratefully before heading in. He was surprised when she entered the bathroom and left a bathrobe. Diesel let the remaining tension be pummelled out of him by the water before pulling on the robe.
When he walked back into the bedroom, Alice had set food dishes up on the small coffee table and, to his surprise, there was clean clothing for him.
“Cowboy dropped it off,” Alice announced as Diesel drew some boxers on.
Alice watched unashamedly as he dressed, and Diesel found he liked it. Especially when she licked her lips.
“I wouldn’t bother dressing further. Everyone’s under orders to sleep for six hours. An FBI agent is coming in. She wants to see everyone then,” Alice said.
Diesel nodded and began attacking the food. He’d not eaten since the bomb blast, unable to force food past the emotional blockage in his throat.
It had been a tedious day, and his eyelids were drooping before he even climbed into bed. He lay on his side, and Alice hit the bed just after him and burrowed into his chest. Whatever the fuck Willow wanted could wait. For now, he had heaven in his arms.
Alice
I woke before Diesel and watched him as he slept. Diesel was usually an average sleeper, neither heavy nor light, but he slumbered heavily. I slipped out of his grip and headed into the shower. Thankfully, Magic had bought me some new clothing too, or I’d be stuck with what I had. Magic said he’d sent Marissa Hawthorne to get me some shit, and I was eternally grateful.
I dressed in the bathroom, so I didn’t wake Diesel, and quietly ordered coffee and sandwiches to be brought to our room. Mrs Ames had needed help in the kitchen, and the old ladies were helping her out from Rage. I spoke to Carly, who said they’d be with us soon, and woke Diesel up.
Diesel looked better than he had when he arrived earlier. His skin had more colour, but the worry lines remained. I supposed they would until his brothers got home. Diesel yawned and stretched, as Carly knocked on the door. I told Carly to enter, and Carly shot Diesel a mischievous look as the sheets piled around his waist.
Diesel sent her a cheeky wink, which made Carly laugh as she disappeared again.
“You ready, baby? Whatever bombshell Willow is about to drop on us will be a surprise,” Diesel asked as he tackled the food. He was starving, something Carly seemed to have considered. There were enough for four to eat, and clearly, Diesel felt like he was eating for two. I nibbled at a sandwich as I considered his words.
“Whatever’s about to happen is fate, and I can’t change it, Diesel. The cult went after Hellfire and Magic with no proof of my existence. They came after Hellfire because you said no. How many others have they harmed? They’re vile, disgusting creatures who don’t deserve mercy or forgiveness. So I’m completely on Willow’s side. I just hope she plans to get the women and children safe,” I replied.
“We will face shit together, baby,” Diesel expressed and paused. “Willoughby is sending men to help. Will you be okay with that?”
I sighed. I might as well get this over with.
“Tell Willoughby to come to the meeting. But we’ll meet beforehand. Warn him not to be pushy,” I murmured.
Diesel sent me a sharp look before nodding.
“Willoughby won’t be far. I’ll call him,” Diesel replied.
“And tell Liz. One of her men may blow him away.” I laughed.
