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I blinked at him in surprise. “Really? I don’t see it.”
He leaned over, pressing his lips against mine. “You never do. You have zero idea how attractive you are, Kian. How good. How fucking kind and sweet. You have no idea how many people think about being with you.”
“Can I have ‘excellent at blowjobs’ also added to my list of achievements, please?”
Vaughn shook his head. “How about we go upstairs and have that shower? Maybe you can teach me some of your moves.”
Dismissing Sasha’s dramatics, I took Vaughn upstairs and let him prove that maybe I wasn’t the only one good at getting down on their knees.
5
REBEL
Vaughn had once sat in a dark corner of my bedroom, watching me sleep after I’d nearly drowned. At the time, I’d thought it a bit weird and creepy.
But I sat beside Kara’s bed in exactly the same way, watching her chest rise and fall and checking that her cheeks remained pink.
I got it now. That feeling of needing to protect someone. Of loving them wholeheartedly, even if you didn’t know them that well yet. It didn’t matter. All that mattered was the bond and the desire to be around them.
She slept most of the afternoon, tucked up in Fang’s bed, her skin pale in a sea of navy-blue comforters and pillows. But she seemed okay, if you ignored the white bandage wrapped around her head and the bruises on her arms both from Caleb, as well as where Hawk had been forced to jab her with a needle.
The clubhouse was never super quiet, so noises floated back from the common rooms where people were probably hanging out, eating and drinking. As well as from farther down the hall where some of the guys lived. I liked it. It was like white noise, not loud enough to be really disruptive but so much better than a completely silent room that would have given me way too much time to think.
Nobody needed time to think when they’d just brutally shot and killed a man.
Even if he did deserve it.
Silence let doubts creep in, and right now, I didn’t have time for that. I needed to take care of my sister. Not that I really knew how. I had to rely on Hawk for that. Google said she should have her vitals checked every two hours, and she’d been in here, sleeping for at least that long. I needed to go get Hawk because I had no idea what ‘vitals’ were, or how to monitor them.
I pushed to my feet and wandered down the hallway toward the common room, where Hawk sat on one of the couches, both eyes black from his broken nose, and a beer bottle in one hand. A walkie-talkie sat on the coffee table in front of him, along with a host of medical supplies, many of which were bloodied.
I sat across from him. “Ouch.”
He glared at me. “You don’t fucking say. Your sister is a psychopath.”
I scoffed, “Have you met Vincent and Scythe? Kara is hardly in the same league, and you know it. She was just scared.”
“Yeah, well, so am I. Scared my nose is never gonna be right again.”
“Scared you won’t get laid with a crooked schnoz?”
“I might look like something out ofThe Walking Dead, but you’d still want me.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. Hawk was one of the prettiest men I’d ever met, with a mane of perfect hair and a sharp jawline. He was model-level hot, no doubt, but he also had the biggest ego.
“No, sir, I most definitely do not. Straight nose or not, I’ve got enough men to last me a lifetime. I need a favor though. Can you check on Kara?”
He glanced up, a frown creasing his forehead. “Why? What’s wrong with her?”
“Nothing that I can see. But I’m just worried.”
He opened his mouth to answer, but the walkie-talkie on the table crackled to life. “Hawk. We got a problem at the gate.”
He sighed heavily and picked up the communication device, pressing in the button on the side so he could relay his message. “What sort of problem?”
“There’s a woman here. Says her name is Sasha and she wants to talk to Rebel.”
I did a double take. “Did he say Sasha?”
