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We were only a two-hour ride from the Silver Saints compound, but when Mac called, he was headed back from a run. He wouldn’t be able to get here for at least half a day. Which meant I had a little time to figure out exactly how to handle this shit. Killing my old lady’s dad wasn’t an option but neither was letting her go.
A quiet knock on my door brought me out of my thoughts, and I carefully shifted Molly off my chest so I could get out of bed without waking her. She’d been worrying after the phone call with her dad, so I’d fucked her again until she passed out from exhaustion.
After pulling on a pair of boxers, I opened my door to see Fox waiting in the hall, his expression grim. “Found him.”
“Give me twenty.”
Fox nodded. “My office.” Then he stalked off.
I shut the door as quietly as I could, but when I turned around, Molly was sitting in bed, watching me with sleepy green orbs. Her hair was a disheveled mess, hanging in a riot of curls all around her, standing out starkly against her creamy skin and the white sheet she held over her chest. “Was that about my dad?” she queried, a frown marring her forehead.
“No. Why don’t you get some more sleep, princess? I have to go meet with prez.”
She shrugged and scooted to the edge of the bed. “I’m not tired. I think I’ll see if I can scrounge up something to eat in the kitchen.”
“Sure, baby. How about you shower with me first?”
Molly smirked. “Don’t you have to meet with Fox?”
“It’s just a quick shower.”
Her expression was dubious. “That’s what you said last time.”
I grinned remembering just how that shower had gone. I’d made sure she was plenty clean…after dirtying her up and giving her two orgasms first.
* * *
“Be back soon,”I murmured to Molly, placing a kiss on her temple before leaving her at the entrance to the kitchen.
Fox was sitting behind his desk when I arrived at his office. He was talking with Whiskey who sat in a chair on the other side, and Deviant, Hawk, and Racer—three of our enforcers—and our officer, Midnight, sprawled in seats that surrounded a round wooden table in the right corner of the room.
We had a lot of meetings in this space, so it was large and also included a bar and lounge area with a couple of sofas. My office was connected with a door on the same wall as the table and looked very similar.
“Please tell me I get to kill someone today,” I growled as I stalked into the room. I needed to take out my frustration at being pulled away from Molly again, and this punk seemed like the perfect target. Nobody messed with my woman.
Fox frowned. “I get your anger and need for revenge, but the little shit hasn’t threatened Molly, so you’ll probably have to settle for putting him in the hospital.”
I shrugged, not happy with that option but settling for it. “Who is he?”
“Fritz Beals. Molly’s first appointment the day you brought her to the shop,” Whiskey answered. “He paid cash for the shit he sent her. But when word got around that we were looking, the florist told her man her suspicions, who brought them to Racer at the track.”
“She sent him with her security tapes, and Whiskey recognized him,” Fox added. “The fucker used a fake name for his appointment, but Hawk did some digging. Turns out, this isn’t his first obsession.”
“How the fuck did he get anywhere near my woman?” I bellowed at Whiskey, clenching my fists at my sides. I was still pissed as fuck at him for not telling me about the stalker in the first place.
“We can’t run a background check on every customer, Mav,” he grumbled, looking more irritated than usual.
“Why the fuck—”
“Uh, prez? Sorry to interrupt, but…”
We all turned our heads to see Jake standing in the doorway, looking nervous.
“Spit it out, prospect,” Midnight growled, glaring at the prospect. One of the officer’s jobs was to monitor prospects and their progress, so Jake paled at Midnight’s gruff tone.
“There’s a situation out front…some chick just drove up to the gate and is demanding to see Mav’s woman.”
My brow furrowed. The only women who even knew Molly was here were her mom and sister. I didn’t think her mom would go around her old man like that, so it had to be Dahlia.
