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“Not yet. Haze and Brew got word of an abandoned building underground at the same time Brian spilled. Gonna move in on them first thing tomorrow.”
I shudder. “I’m scared, T.”
He pulls me into his side and plants a kiss on my head. “No need to be scared. I’m here now. Gonna take a shower, then I need to sink into your perfect pussy and wash away everythin’ that happened today.”
I nod. “Yes.”
He moves off the bed and proceeds to undress as he walks toward the tiny bathroom.
I cleaned everything from top to bottom because I had nothing else to do.
I’ve been so worried about him all day, panic rising in me at every turn at what Brian might say and what Tag would do to him.
I don’t give a shit about Brian. He can go to hell. But the fact that he’s been behind all of this, and now my father could be implicated too? I shudder as I hug myself and let Tag go clean up.
I want nothing more than for him to hold me in his arms and make it all okay. But I sit and wait because that’s what good ol’ ladies do. That, and the fact that two of us won’t fit in that tiny shower—Tag will barely fit just his body in there.
I hear the pipes groan as he turns the water on and my mind reels.
All this time, Brian has been behind all of this?
What in the actual fuck?
I know that I’m never going to see him again, but that doesn’t make any of this any easier. Knowing he’s been one of the main perps behind all of this for a long time makes my blood run cold. How callous and calculating people really are.
I thought I knew him. Clearly, I didn’t after he cheated, but I never thought he’d be so brazen as to take on not just one, but two MCs. And then think he can get away with playing both sides.
Everyone always gets caught.
I wonder what they’re going to do to him and how they’ll do it, not that I want to know. But I’m not dumb enough to think that the Rebels will let this slide or turn him into the cops.
Not happening.
After what feels like an eternity, the bathroom door opens, and a billow of steam pours out.
He walks toward me buck naked and I take in his fine form.
His body is incredible.
Strong.
Muscled.
Completely ripped.
He’s perfect.
His striking blue eyes seem laced with anger and something else… sadness, maybe? I’m not sure. I’ve never seen this look before.
I pat the side of the bed, and he sits down, his back to me.
“Tag?” I whisper, settling on my knees behind him as I put my arms around his shoulders. “Is everything okay?”
He nods slowly. “Been a long day.”
“I missed you.”
His breathing is low and shallow, calm, but I know better. I know this man like I know the back of my hand. He’s troubled.
