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I’m scared out here, and honestly, I’m starting to regret running from the clubhouse like my ass was on fire.
Leaving was a stupid move. Why did I do it? For one thing, I didn’t get to say goodbye to Nova. Sure, I’m pissed at him, but I still like him—more than I want to admit. And now that I’m alone, I realize how much I miss him. Leaving without a goodbye is a dick move, but then again, maybe he doesn’t want a goodbye.
Another car goes by, a dark sedan that is most definitely not a red drop top, but still, my heart leaps out of my chest. I’m too jumpy to be out here on my own, and that’s a tough fucking pill to swallow.
Hours drag by. My mind’s going a mile a minute thinking of all the ways this is gonna blow up in my face. The night’s filled with sounds that scares me. The port for one. I hear voices echoing from a distance and that keeps my head on a swivel. I can’t tell where the voices are coming from. Is it the port? Behind me? In front of me?
“I’m so stupid,” I choke out, hating myself for feeling so lost, so damn weak.
I have no choice but to go back. I’ll apologize and do whatever it takes to make amends. Ace and Nova have the notebook—maybe tomorrow I can ask them for help getting out of here.
I have no other choice, so I turn around and take off running toward the clubhouse. I don’t worry about cars, Devils or anything. I’m running for my life.
As the building comes into view, I know I better grovel like my life depends on it. Because I think it does.
Fuck my life.
I breathe in and out, deep cleansing breaths as I walk through the parking lot and up to the clubhouse door. I can hear music pumping into the parking lot, but I knock anyway. This isn’t my home, and I’m not welcome here. After everything that’s happened, just strolling inside might get me shot.
I knock again, and when the door opens, the big blond Viking biker frowns at me. “What are you doing here?”
I swallow my pride. “Groveling. Is Ace around?”
He nods and steps back, motioning for me to come inside. “Don’t worry, sugar, we don’t bite.”
“No,” I respond, my voice dripping with defiance. “You shoot.”
His laugh sounds behind me, but it fades when Ace, face twisted into a scowl, marches over to me with the devil in his eyes. “What the fuck do you want?”
I take a deep breath. Time to grovel. “Ace, I’m really sorry for leaving like I did. It was a mistake. I have nowhere else to go and I’m begging you to let me stay here.”
His face hardens. “That’s all?”
Gotta lay it on thicker. “Please, I’m desperate. I know I fucked up. I need your help or I don’t know what’ll happen to me.”
“Why should I help you?”
Time to appeal to his soft side. If he has one. “Because deep down you’re a good man. And I kept my part of the deal, I told you everything I know.”
“Deal? We had no deal. I don’t owe you shit.”
“I told the Doc I’d tell you everything I know if you’d get me out of here, away from all this bullshit.” I sniffle loudly, wiping my nose on my sleeve.
“Nova never said that. How do I know you ain’t lying?”
“I ain’t lying. I said I was sorry, and you got your girl back. What more do you want from me? I just want some cash so I can bounce.”
Ace doesn’t say a word but grabs me by the arm, practically yanking me across the bar area and down the hall before shoving me into my old room.
“What the fuck?” I stumble into the room, fuck the groveling, now I’m pissed. “What. The. Fuck?”
“Nova is out looking for you right now. If something happens to him or any of my men because of your stupidity, I’ll kill you myself.”
“I held up my end of the deal, and you didn’t. If something happens to your men, it’s on you.”
He glares at me. Mad-dog serious. His voice finally cuts through the silence. “Don’t fuck with me.”
“I’m not,” I whisper, tears stinging my eyes. “I’m just... I don’t know. I’m scared. And I need your help.”
