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My mouth drops open. “That is so not fair. You can’t tattle on me to him like that.”
He prowls toward me as I’m pocketing the motorcycle key and pulls me to him. “Are you telling me what I can and can’t do where you’re concerned? Has something changed about our dynamic that I need to be aware of?”
He leans in and nuzzles my neck, and I’m pretty sure he’s not actually mad. Between the exhilarating ride and the way he affects me, I’m ready to skip the socializing tonight and go straight to a private room with him.
“No, Sir. Nothing has changed,” I murmur. “But I really don’t want you ganging up on me like that. When we’re alone, it should just be us.”
He kisses my nose. “I agree. I was mostly teasing. But there will be times when he and I have to share things with each other that you may not appreciate. It would only ever be for your safety, though.”
I grab a hold of his leather jacket and lean up on my tiptoes to kiss him. “I can live with that.”
“Good girl.” He tucks my helmet under his arm and nudges me toward the sandwich shop.
Inside, he hands me the helmet to stash in my office and kisses my cheek. “I’m going to the cigar bar for a quick chat with Luke and Matteo. Be waiting for me in the Diamond playroom when I get back. Gracie can do your job tonight.”
“Yes, Sir,” I say, taking the helmet. The cigar bar is one of several businesses we’ve helped club members open in the strip mall to keep city planners off our backs about developing the space and finding businesses to rent the empty shops. The club owners have taken to meeting there a few times a month to discuss club business.
Inside, I tuck my helmet under my office desk and take the leather jacket off, draping it over the chair. It’s rare for me to wear an outfit like this to the club. I’m normally in a black dress of some sort. But I like how the boots and leather pants make me feel as I walk through the space and go to the Diamond room.
The club is packed tonight, as is starting to be the case every night. The lot was full except for a few spaces reserved for the owners. It’s been a problem we’ve been trying to solve for a few months now, but there isn’t a lot of room to expand parking spaces.
I drop onto a sofa near Owen’s office door. Each of the owners have an office tucked in the corner of their play spaces, that allows them to work but still be close by if something needs their attention. I tuck my legs under me and soak up the energy in the room.
As I’m sitting and observing the play space, a woman approaches me. I don’t recognize her, but because of my extended absence, that doesn’t mean anything. Plenty of people might have joined in that time.
“Are you Bellamy Harper?” the woman asks.
I raise an eyebrow in surprise. “That’s me. What can I help you with?”
“Lorenzo Trentini says you should go back to London if you want Tobias to live.”
My heart skips a beat and fear grips me as I stare at her. “What the hell does that mean?”
She shakes her head. “I have no idea. That’s just the message I was told to give you.”
My heart races and I grab her by the shoulders. “Who? Who gave you that message?” It’s taking all I have not to scream at her and alert the other members of the club that something is wrong.
Her eyes go wide and her voice trembles as she answers. “I didn’t ask for his name. He saw me walking in and told me to come find you and give you that message.”
I shove her aside and run for the exit as fast as I can, intent on getting to the cigar bar to find Owen.
I’m outside and halfway down the sidewalk when the cigar bar door opens and Owen, Matteo, and Luke step out. Owen sees me first and runs for me. “Bellamy, what is it? What’s wrong?”
“Tobias. It’s Tobias. Something’s wrong. She said Lorenzo is alive. I can’t take this.” My breaths come in ragged gulps, as panic threatens to overtake every cell in my body.
Owen shoves me into the cigar bar, and Luke and Matteo step in behind us and lock the door so no one else can come in.
He shoves me into a booth and grips my hand. “Take a deep breath for me, love. Tell me what happened. You’re not making sense.”
“I… a woman. I didn’t recognize her. She came up to me in the Diamond room. Asked me if I was Bellamy and said that Lorenzo Trentini said to tell me I need to go back to London if I want Tobias to stay alive.”
Luke is out the door with a single look from Owen, presumably to find the woman in question.
My heart is still racing, but I don’t feel like I’m going to die now, as Owen sits there and squeezes my hand.
“Anything else?”
I close my eyes, recalling the conversation. “I asked her who told her to tell me that and she got scared. She said someone outside the shop saw her walking in and insisted she give me that message. That doesn’t make sense. Who knew I was here?”
