Pressing my lips together, I kept my questions to myself while they led me into a building of some kind. As the door slammed shut behind us, a deep voice asked, “This her?”
“Sure is,” one of the guys who took me confirmed.
“Which one of you two decided it’d be a good call to hood her?”
The man holding me dropped his arm, and I stumbled forward. Much gentler hands wrapped around my biceps to steady me as the same voice replied, “Just did the same thing we always do when we bring in a prisoner. Hooded her and took the long way here so she had no way of knowing where we were going and nobody could follow us.”
“She’s an eighteen-year-old girl, not a fucking risk to our club,” the guy who was questioning them muttered as he lifted the hood from my head. “Knew I shoulda done this myself.”
I blinked up at him, trying to get my bearings as my eyes adjusted to the light. “Or you maybe could’ve skipped the kidnapping altogether.”
He shook his head with a chuckle. “Guess I shouldn’t have been worried that the guys scared you with the way they snatched you if the first words outta your mouth are sassy.”
“Yeah, well…what can I say? This isn’t exactly my first kidnapping.”
He tilted his head to the side and studied my expression. Apparently deciding that I was telling the truth, he murmured, “Your brother has gotten into the kind of trouble that ended up with you getting snatched before?”
I shook my head. “Lee would never do anything that could get me hurt, which is why I’m super confused over how he’s connected to whatever is going on here. He’s not even involved with a motorcycle club.”
“Involved is one way to put his connection with the VP’s sister.” The guy who carried me out of my parents’ house snorted.
The other one involved in my kidnapping elbowed him in the side. “Dude, shut the fuck up before you’re the one who gets hooded for a totally different reason.”
“Get the fuck outta here,” the man who was wearing the Vice President patch on his cut growled.
The other two hurried to do his bidding, and it was probably the first smart thing they’d done today. “You may want to reconsider the urge to send them out to kidnap anyone else. I wouldn’t be surprised if they left enough clues behind to get caught.”
At least, I hoped they did because then Grey wouldn’t be too far behind me.
“You’re right. I wasn’t thinking clearly when I found out your brother ignored my warning to stay away from my little sister. I just tagged the first two club brothers I saw and asked them to grab you when I found out he had a younger sister.”
Pressing my lips together, I took a deep breath through my nose and tried to calm my nerves. “Are you telling me that you took me because my brother is dating your sister? Like a swap? What’re you planning on doing with me?”
He lifted his hands and took a step back. “Shit, no. Not like that. The Iron Rogues don’t hurt women.”
“Damn straight we don’t.” My head jerked to the side as another man strode into the room. “Which is why I’m surprised as fuck to hear my second in command kidnapped a girl.”
“She’s Lee Hansley’s sister,” the VP explained to the man wearing a patch that said President.
“Well, shit.” The prez shook his head. “Now I get why you did it.”
“I’m glad one of us does,” I muttered.
Gesturing toward one of the stools at the bar to my left, the two men waited for me to sit down before the prez explained, “Maverick practically raised Kansas. She’s never been interested in a guy before your brother, and he lost his head when he found out she’s with someone who’s five years older than her.”
“She hasn’t even graduated from high school yet, Fox,” Maverick complained. “The last thing Kansas needs is some older guy distracting her from her studies when she only has one semester left. Besides, she’ll be headed to college and forget all about him anyway.” He sounded more hopeful than sure.
Considering I was the same age as his sister and Grey was fifteen years older than me, I didn’t think Maverick had a whole lot to complain about. But I was certainly going to use Lee being older than Kansas when my brother lost his head over me being with Grey.
“And how exactly does taking me stop that from happening?” I asked.
“The girl’s got a point.” Fox leveled a pointed look at his VP.
“I was going to call the guy and tell him that if he’d leave my sister alone, then he could have his back,” Maverick admitted.
“And when Kansas found out why he dumped her?” Fox jerked his chin toward the bottles lining the wall behind the bar. “She’d probably throw every one of those at your head.”