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He studied the address and realized that it was just a few towns away from where he currently was. Lil had been so close all this time and he never knew it. “I can be there by nightfall,” he said.

“Good,” she said. “I’ll be waiting. Don’t disappoint me, Cian,” she ordered. She was always so bossy; he could almost hear the tone in her voice—that one that told him that she meant business and wasn’t to be fecked with. He chuckled to himself at the thought of Lil tossing around orders, especially to her older brother who didn’t seem to take an order in his life, from anyone.

“See you soon,” he said. Cian turned off his cell phone and decided that he needed to get a shower and put on some clean clothing. He could at least do that since he was going to meet with the woman who had stolen his heart back at home and brought it to America with her now.

* * *

Cian pulled into the back of the parking lot, behind the bar that Lil had him meet her at. What the hell kind of game was she playing, having him meet her at a biker bar? Maybe he had misread the situation and Lil was truly there to only help him and here he was having dirty fantasies about the girl. Yeah—he’d need to figure out if she was with one of the bikers in the bar, or just liked dive biker bars a whole lot more than he anticipated.

He got out of his pick-up and made his way to the front door of the bar. The sign above it said, “Savage Hell” and he wondered just what kind of hell he was walking into. As soon as he walked into the bar, he spotted Lil and God, she still could take his breath away. She had her brother on one side of her and some guy who looked like a hulk, on the other.

“Cian,” she breathed, stepping in close so he’d hear her over the loud music. “Come with me,” she ordered, taking his hand into her own. Lil wasn’t giving him the option to tell her no. He let her pull him back down a dark hallway and into a small office at the back of the bar. Cillian and the hulk followed them and when Lil closed the door behind him, he worried that he had just walked into a trap.

“What’s this all about, Lil?” he asked.

“This is Savage,” she said, pointing to the hulk who had his arms crossed over his massive chest. He nodded at Cian, and he obliged by nodding back. It was a strange custom that Americans did when they didn’t want to shake hands. Almost as if he was being sized up and he was pretty sure that the hulk would find him lacking.

“He owns this place and is the president of the club that meets here. And you remember Cillian?” she asked.

“Good to see you, mate,” Cillian said, holding his hand out to him. Cian shook it and stood back, not knowing what the hell to do next.

“You got the introductions out of the way, Lil,” he said. “Now, how about you answer my question?”

“Right—what’s this all about? Well, we want to help you, Cian,” she simply stated. Helping him would end up getting them all killed and while he thought she was sweet for offering; she had no idea what the hell she was getting herself and her friends and family involved in.

“No,” he said.

“No?” the hulk questioned.

“Listen, while I appreciate the offer, I can’t let you or anyone else get involved in my mess. The Dead Rabbits don’t play games and they will kill you and everyone you love if you get involved with helping me.” Cian sunk to the sofa in the back corner of the room, suddenly feeling more tired than he had in a damn long time. “They’re ruthless.”

“I know,” Lil almost shouted. “The leader of the Dead Rabbits showed up at my door. His name is Sid and he told me that I either produce you or he’ll kill me and everyone that I love. That’s how I ended up here. I couldn’t lead him to my siblings in Ireland.”

“So, you lead him here, to Cillian?” Cian sounded as if he was accusing her of some wrongdoing and that wasn’t what he wanted. “I’m sorry, Lil,” he whispered. “I didn’t mean it that way.” She sat down next to him on the sofa and took his hand into her own. She’d never touched him like that before.

“You can’t keep running, Cian, and I’m betting that you can’t handle the Dead Rabbits on your own. Let them help you,” she said, nodding to Savage and Cillian. She was right, he couldn’t keep running and now that Lil was involved in his mess, he had to find a way to break free from the Rabbits; if not for his sake, then for hers.

“Fine,” he grumbled. “But you can’t stay at your brother's—they’ll find you there and will kill him.”

Cillian barked out his laugh. “I think that I can handle myself,” he boasted. “I can take care of Lil and my family.”

“Family?” Cian asked. “As in a wife and kids?”

“Yep,” Cillian said. “Why?”

“You have to get them out of town,” Cian warned. “If the Dead Rabbits don’t know about them yet, they will. When they can’t find Lil and me, they’ll go after your family for answers. The Dead Rabbits have clubs all over America. It’s where the organization started. They’re even here in Alabama. You have to trust me, Cillian.” He didn’t miss the look that Cillian shot Savage.

“Ryder will get you all to the safe house. You need to get Viv and the kids out of here—he’s right. I’m not related to Lil by blood, and they’ll never suspect me. I have a place where these two can lay low for a bit until we can set up a meeting with this Sid guy,” Savage said.

“A meeting?” Cian asked. “You’re as crazy as you look,” he accused.

Savage barked out his laugh. “You have no idea, man,” he said. “But my crazy ass is going to make sure that you get out of the Dead Rabbits and that they stop coming for Lil. Everyone good with the plan?” he asked. Cian wasn’t sure if he was good with the plan or not, but it was the only one that he had. Trusting others and leaning on them for help wasn’t his strong suit, but now that Lil was involved in his mess, he had no other choice.

“I’m good,” he mumbled.

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