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“That’s sad,” he says softly.
“It was my life. I was used to it. I had my brother, and that’s all that mattered to me.”
“That had to be a lonely life.”
“It hurt at times. We were in a private school, but the kids knew who we were. Some stayed away from us, and others wanted to cling to us, knowing who we were. No one was ever really genuine.”
“I’m genuine, Pierson.” His words burn through me. I know he is. I can see it in his eyes.
“I know, and that’s what scares me the most,” I tell him. His hand cups my cheek, his thumb slowly stroking over my flesh.
“I know it does, but I’m not goin’ anywhere.”
“You’re not?”
“No, darlin’. I’m not.” With that, he leans in, and our lips collide. Tarek walks me backward until my back hits the wall. His kiss is intense, and I like it. I never want it to end.
Slowly, he eases the kiss and rests his forehead against mine.
“Why do you want me?” I ask him.
“Why wouldn’t I want you?”
“I come with baggage. None of which is good,” I reply.
“You also come with the hope of a brighter future. You come with heart and love. You don’t see the good in you, Pierson?” Something in my chest tightens as I look up at him. How can he see so much in me? How does he see the brighter parts when I feel surrounded by darkness?
“Not usually.”
“Well, that’s gonna change, darlin’. You need to see the best parts of you.”
“You’ll show me?”
“Yeah, baby. I’ll show you.”
Chapter 13
Tarek
It’s about time for the Missouri boys to be rolling in. I don’t know how I feel about that either. It will be hard telling them what we discovered about Dodger. It’s going to be even harder to say the fucking words. He turned on his club, his brothers. He went behind their backs, which does not sit well with me.
I’ve tried to reason it out, but nothing ever makes sense. There’s no reason I can come up with that would make me turn on my family the way he did. No reason at all.
“You ready to do this?” I ask Cage as he passes me a beer.
“Not really. How the fuck do you tell them somethin’ like that?”
“I was just thinkin’ the same thing.”
“It’s a fucked up situation. I don’t know how Mask will take it,” he says, bringing his beer to his lips.
“Heard that. I’m not sure how I would handle that either,” I admit. That’s not something to be taken lightly, but at the same time, the man is already dead.
“You ready for them to be here? They can get a little wild,” he reminds me. I smirk and nod my head.
“Yeah, I’m ready for it. The girls all set up?”
“Yeah. They got everything in order.” As the last word leaves his mouth, I hear bikes rumbling toward us. Cage and I share a glance before setting our beers on the counter and walking toward the door. The rest of the guys aren’t far behind us.
