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Kohen?my brain whispers sleepily.
The voice.
The figure.
It’s Kohen.
“Morning,” I murmur.
“I was trying to let you sleep, but I’ve got an emergency at the club,” he explains, and lets me go.
“The club?” I ask groggily, trying to wrap my head around what he’s saying. I sneak a peek at the clock next to the bed and see it’s a little after ten.Damn, I slept hard.
“My crew just got in and shit… things didn’t go as planned.” He keeps talking, but I’m more confused now than I was when I first woke up. Though I have a feeling the club he’s referring to is the group of bikers I’ve seen on and off at his house—or rather, heard the rumble of their bikes and heckling.
“Is everything okay?”
“I can’t share that with you, Wildcat. It’s club business.”
“Oh, okay.” I nod, pushing the blankets away and I swing my bare legs over the edge of the bed. “Wait, when did I take off my pants?”
“Right before you crawled into bed,” he smirks with a twinkle in his eye. I wonder if enjoyed the little peep show, though the length of the thermal top probably covered everything worth seeing. Still, I can’t stop the rush of heat covers my face and I look away, feeling embarrassed. “You didn’t even say good night. Just kind of waved me off and burrowed under the blankets. From the looks of it, you slept damn hard, too.”
“I did.” I give him a lazy smile before seeing the folded pile of laundry at the edge of the bed. It’s my clothing.
“Look, I think you should go with me to the clubhouse. It’s not safe here alone.”
“To your clubhouse?”
“You can stay in my room while I meet with the guys, and then we’ll get you situated after that.”
“Do you think she’ll come looking for me here?”
“I don’t know, but after you knocked out last night, I heard a lot of shouting coming from next door and Raymond took off like a bat out of hell. I plan to have my guys investigate him and Fran.” He takes a step back, moving closer to the door. “I’m going to give you some time to get dressed.”
I nod, rubbing the sleep from my eyes, because I don’t know what to say. He walks out of the room and closes the door, leaving me to wrap my head around my current reality.
It’s safe to say there’s no reason for Fran to check for me with the neighbors, but Kohen isn’t willing to take a chance.
And if I’m honest, neither am I.
FOUR
KOHEN
Ididn’t sleep a fucking wink last night.
Not even when Raymond drove off.
I stood in my darkened living room watching Fran chase Raymond’s beat up sedan down the road, screaming her head off, begging for him to come back. She was loud, causing various neighbors to step outside their homes and investigate what was happening. It was their presence, and nosiness, that sent her back into the house with her tail between her legs.
The rest of the night was quiet.
Almost too quiet.
But I stayed vigilant, watching and waiting for any sign of danger.
I also spent too much time fighting the unease raging inside of me. I felt guilty, especially when I let myself think about the times I heard her crying next door and did nothing.
