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I moved down, admiring her cuffed to the bedframe and spread out for me. There was something about my cum all over her pussy that nearly sent me out of my fucking mind. Maybe I would make her stay that way for a while so that I could enjoy her surrender.
Ari tugged on the cuffs. “Are you forgetting this?”
I grinned like a kid in a candy store and stood next to the bed. “No.” I cupped her chin, and my lips hovered over hers. “You’re for my viewing pleasure. Don’t ever forget it.”
ChapterThirty-Nine
Jagger
Ariana and I grew restless with Gunner’s orders to stay inside and lay low. The house was in the middle of ten acres, surrounded by pine and aspen trees. It was well hidden, but that also meant if someone knew the property layout, they could sneak up on us. I didn’t like it one bit, and my pissy mood let everyone else realize I wasn’t happy about it either.
I shifted on the couch, staring at my laptop. It seemed I couldn’t focus on my assignments while Ari and Teagan chatted on the phone in our bedroom. Ari promised not to blow our location. Since she finally understood what was at stake, I knew she wouldn’t want to involve Teagan or her friends. She would never forgive herself if something happened to them.
The door opened, allowing a stream of bright golden sunlight into the semi-dark room. I closed my computer and set it on the coffee table.
“Hey, anything new?” I asked my uncle as he strolled over to the couch and plunked down.
“Fuck no. It’s annoying as shit. Psycho left Oregon, but he seems to be trying to shake our tail. Makes me think someone wasn’t as discreet as they should have been. Kid, he’s probably on his way to Montana, taking all the back roads possible so he won’t be spotted. At least he doesn’t know where this house is. You and Ari should be fine.”
I tapped my foot, irritated by how helpless I was with only one functional arm. What if I had to fight Psycho? I reminded myself that my gun and ammo were in the nightstand drawer in the room Ari and I were using. Gunner also let her choose a handgun from his vast collection. He’d even taken her out back to his shooting range that he’d built, and she fired off some rounds. She was a damn good shot, and although I hated to admit it, Peter had taught her well.
“Okay, but if he’s on his way here, then who tipped him off that we’re in Montana?” I asked.
“Jag, it could have been anyone. Our information is rolling down the hill through other MCs. I might use them for help, but I sure as fuck don’t trust any of them. It’s just like that.”
“Are you saying one of your guys let it slip? I’m confused.” My heart hammered in my chest. My uncle hadn’t answered my question. “Gunner, I can’t afford any fuckups. Did one of your men let it slip or not? And if so, why are we still here?” My nostrils flared, my temper kicking into high gear.
“Jag, chill the fuck out. Do you honestly think I wouldn’t have already tracked that info down and handled it? None of my guys would rat you and Ari out. They’re clear it would cost them they’re fucking lives. All I’m saying is that maybe you were followed and didn’t know it. Psycho has a lot of men working for him across the country. If he wanted eyes on you, then that’s how it plays out. The only way to change that is to take the motherfucker out.”
“Sorry. You’re right. Waiting makes me anxious.” I shoved my hand into the front pocket of my jeans. “I should be playing ball and spending time with Ari. Instead, we’re hiding from a sick son of a bitch. I feel like a sitting duck if he sneaks up on us. He had Crimson grab Ari and he took me. We might be older and have more life experience, but I’m one-handed.”
“Jag, we have security cameras on the property and even in the woods surrounding the house. My men are on watch twenty-four seven. We’re all packin’. You’re as safe as you possibly could be. Just chill, man.”
Surprised by the new information, my eyes narrowed on him. “Why didn’t you tell me about the cameras before?”
“Because I know how you’re wired. You’d be sittin’ there staring at the camera feed instead of making sure you don’t fall behind in classes, or studying the opponent’s football plays Coach sent you.” Gunner shot me a cocky look. “You’re my favorite nephew. I’ve got your back. Always.”
I sat on the edge of the couch, my head dropping between my shoulders. “It’s different now that Ariana is with me. I failed her once. I can’t do it again. I love her, Gunner. I would gladly give my life to save hers.”
“You better not,” Ari said from the hallway.
Caught off guard by her presence, I glanced up, spotting Ariana leaning against the wall with her arms folded. We were both on high alert, and every noise made us jump.
“Come here.” I reached out and motioned for her to join me on the couch. When she got close enough, I pulled her into my lap and wrapped my good arm around her. Our gazes connected, and my heart dropped to my toes. I loved Ari so much that sometimes, it fucking hurt. “Would you not do the same for me? If you had the chance to save me, but it meant giving up your life—”
She placed her fingertips on my mouth. “Without a second thought. I killed you once; I’ll never let it happen again.”
“No, you didn’t, but I understand what you mean. It’s the same for me. I couldn’t keep you safe from Crimson. I wouldn’t hesitate to keep you safe now.”
“Well, hopefully it won’t even boil down to that. You two can stop talking death and nonsense.” Gunner stood, then made his way to the kitchen. “Tiny is grilling tonight, so bring your appetite. The beef and booze will abound. We’ll throw down some cards and cash too. We need to lighten up this drab ass party.” He winked at us before grabbing a beer from the refrigerator.
Ari’s brows knitted together. “It’s ten in the morning,” she mouthed to me.
“Hair of the dog.” I grinned and ran my knuckles down her soft cheek.
She nodded, realizing that Gunner was hungover even though she couldn’t tell.
“I’ll let you kids study.” Gunner chuckled. “I actually do mean study. Keep your fucking grades up. Both of you.” Gunner gave us a two-finger salute before he disappeared out of the house.
