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Kai may not have killed his brother, but he’d been seconds from pulling that trigger. Did he help them after that? Yes. Was it enough to make Steel forget that he almost lost his brother? Fuck no.

“I’m sure I’ve got some clothes you can fit in,” Steel muttered and took off toward his bedroom.

He stepped through the door opening and turned on the lights, stopping in his tracks when he saw the black duffel bag on his bed.

He looked over his shoulder at Kai.

“I thought you said you didn’t have anything?”

“Nope. I said I came straight here.” Kai pointed at the bag. “That’s my go-bag. It’s primarily money and guns.”

“Why am I not surprised?”

Steel shook his head and walked to his closet. He pulled out a backpack and whatever clothes he figured they would need. It hit him then that Kai would be wearing his clothes and he told his brain to shut the fuck up before that thought could evolve into something he couldn’t ignore.

He checked his phone when he got a message. It was from Ares telling him which safehouse to go to.

“Let’s go,” he said and headed for the door.

Kai followed him to the parking lot. He walked to his bike and handed his helmet to Kai who was looking at him funny as he took it. Steel put his backpack on the seat and grabbed Kai’s bag to shove it into his saddlebag. It barely fit in there.

Steel held up the backpack by the straps and turned toward Kai.

“Put this on.”

Kai didn’t say a word as he put his arms through the straps. He still hadn’t put on the helmet, so Steel took it from him and placed it on his head, securing the chinstrap. He wished he had two helmets, but he’d never had a use for another one before now, so this would have to do.

Steel put on his sunglasses, mounted his bike, and waited for Kai to slide on behind him.

The man’s silence was unnerving.

He hadn’t even made a joke about being pressed against Steel. No lewd comments or anything.

God help him, but he found he preferred the sassy, annoying Kai over this.

Chapter Four

Kai

HIS ASS was numb. That ride had taken a lot longer than he’d been prepared for. He wasn’t against a sore ass, but this was a wholly different kind than what he was used to. There’d been no pleasure involved. He hadn’t even been able to enjoy being pressed up against Steel’s back. He’d been too fucking wired and looking everywhere for a tail or any sign of something bad about to happen.

He was exhausted.

Steel pulled into a short driveway and stopped, then tapped Kai’s thigh. Kai groaned as he slid off the bike. He tried to open the chinstrap, but that shit was hard. He was too fucking tired.

Steel must have noticed him struggling because he appeared in front of him and pushed his hands away to take over. He got the strap loose and pulled the helmet off Kai’s head, turning to place it on the seat of the bike.

Kai waited while Steel got his bag out of the saddlebags, then followed him up the small stone path to the front door. There was a small front porch with two comfy-looking wicker chairs. He also noted that there were neighbors on either side of the house and across the street.

“Is this a safehouse? Don’t the neighbors wonder why people are coming and going all the time?”

Steel looked over his shoulder at Kai and said, “These are all vacation homes. They just think we rent it out a lot.”

Well, wasn’t that an easy way to hide in plain sight?

Steel walked to a planter and pulled out a small lock box from behind it. He opened it and grabbed the key from inside, then unlocked and opened the front door, and led the way inside. Kai followed him into the kitchen and dining room where he took Steel’s backpack off and placed it on the dining table.

“You can have the master,” Steel said, pointing down the hallway to his right. “I’ll take the guest room.”

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