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“This is what I get for being in bed with a smart woman,” Talon complained, even though they both knew that Jenna’s intelligence was one of Talon’s biggest turn-ons. She was smart as a whip with a wicked sense of humor, and Talon couldn’t get enough of either.
Talon listened as Jenna’s breathing went deep and even, but he knew she wasn’t asleep. Even pregnant, she was just as intrigued by his life in the club as she’d always been.
She was still interested, still learning, still the woman of his dreams. And when it came to waiting for him to get something off his chest, she had the patience of a saint. She didn’t whine and wheedle and manipulate. She let him take his time, sort through things, get it all straight in his head, and then talk when he was ready.
And that’s what brought him around to finally letting go of all the emotional bullshit that had been on his mind since Gate’s office. The years he’d spent without Jenna. The empty, lonely years that he’d tried to fill up with whiskey and women, neither of which did the first damned thing to fill the bottomless pit of need inside him.
“Gotta talk to you about something, Princess,” Talon whispered.
“Lay it on me.”
Talon went on, “Gate gave me some information today, and I think when you hear it, you’re gonna want to get involved.”
“With the club?” Jenna went from awake towideawake, pushed herself to sitting, and looked at him.
“You know Anna, Gate’s ex?”
“You mean the woman who left the love of her life under mysterious circumstances, runs a family legal practice, and is apparently a stellar mom if her kids are any indication? Yeah, I’ve picked up a few things.”
“Apparently, she’s not Gate’s ex.”
Jenna sucked in a breath, “You mean they got back together?”
“I mean they never got divorced.”
Jenna’s eyes went big and round. “What?”
“Stash and Rooster, doing some unrelated research, uncovered that she never signed the divorce papers.”
“So Gate signed them and thought he was divorced, but she didn’t, and they weren’t?”
Talon nodded, “Pretty much sums it up.”
Jenna frowned, “What is Gate going to do?”
“He wants her back,” Talon admitted.
Jenna glared, “You waited until ten o’clock at night to tell me this?”
“Not my best move,” Talon agreed. “Took me this long to wrap my own head around it.”
“That, I get,” Jenna nodded, leaning back against the pillows again. “So where do I come in?”
“Anna doesn’t know that Gate knows. The whole club doesn’t even know. Just the officers and Stash and Rooster, because they’re the ones who found out.”
“What in the world were they looking for that they came acrossthis?” Jenna held up a hand before Talon could answer. “Never mind. I don’t want to know.”
“Probably not,” Talon admitted.
“He knew this afternoon, didn’t he?” Jenna asked, her sly grin telling Talon all he needed to know about his woman’s connecting the dots. “That explains his expression every time he looked at her.”
“What do you mean?”
Jenna huffed out a breath, “Usually when Anna is around, Gate looksthroughher. It’s like he’s trying not to see the woman that’s really there.”
“And today?”
“Today hestudiedher. Watched her expressions. Kept himself close. Physically. Did you notice she tried to leave once?”
