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“Yeah, well, that’s hard to do when there’s a drug deal going down in a parking lot where I thought I’d be safe because it’s owned by the Iron Rogues.” I hopped off the exam table to pace—gingerly, since my ankle was still a little sore—back and forth in front of the two men who were finally focused on me. “You told me that I didn’t have to worry about stuff like that while I was working there, but the second I climbed out of my car, I saw a guy handing over a bag of what I’m guessing was cocaine to another guy who looked as though he was strung out.”
“What’d they look like?” Blade demanded.
I gave them all the details I could remember about the drug dealer and his customer, as well as the car that had chased me.
Gideon clenched his fists at his sides. “That motherfucker forced you off the road?”
I nodded. “Yeah, and then he tried to force his way into my car. I’m not sure what he had planned from there, except that it wasn’t going to be good for me. He was pissed that I stumbled across his drug deal and was yelling about how he wasn’t going to let me…um…mess things up for him. If Whiskey hadn’t shown up when he did, I don’t think I would’ve gotten away from him.”
“Everyone knows we don’t allow drugs in our territory.” My brother looked at Blade. “The punishment he faced for getting caught dealing at one of our bars would’ve been severe.”
“And he made it a whole hell of a lot worse for going after her,” Blade growled.
Butterflies swirled in my belly over how angry the sexy doctor seemed to be on my behalf. “He had no way of knowing who I was, though. He probably figured I was just some server who the club would be pissed at for missing her shift.”
“Then he’s even dumber than we already thought.” At my look of confusion, Gideon explained, “The guy already proved to be a fucking idiot for blatantly breaking one of our rules out in the open where he was practically begging to be caught. But he should’ve known that the people who work for us are under our protection.”
Blade nodded in agreement, a determined gleam in his gray eyes. “He’s gonna pay. The statement will be made—nobody hurts you. Ever.”
4
BLADE
After I’d stitched and bandaged up Elise, Storm held out his hand and helped his sister off the exam table. I wanted to snatch her hand away and tuck her into my side. Since I knew staking my claim on her right then would lead to a fight—probably a very violent one—with Storm, and I didn’t want to ruin everyone’s Christmas, I stepped back and let him lead his sister back to the clubhouse and into the kitchen.
People were picking at their food, but by how they all perked up when we walked into the room, they’d been more interested in learning what had happened.
Storm took Elise to the table where Fox, Mav, and their women sat. “Need to talk,” he told the men gruffly. Sensing his urgency, especially when they saw my expression as well, they nodded and climbed to their feet.
Fox’s gaze shifted to Elise, then back to me, rather than Storm. Not much got past our prez, which was how he’d earned his road name. “Molly and Dahlia will take care of her,” he assured me, though Storm was the one who responded.
“Thanks.” His face softened when his eyes went to his sister. “You’ll be okay?”
“You’re, um…all going?” she asked.
“I won’t be long,” Storm assured her, putting his arm around her for a quick hug that made me want to rip the limb clean off.
“Okay.” Elise’s brown eyes darted in my direction for just a moment, but it was long enough for me to see a spark of disappointment. I suppressed a smile as I followed my brothers to the door. Before I left, I glanced back and winked at her. Twin spots of pink bloomed on her cheeks, and her plush mouth rose slightly at the corners.
As I made my way to the prez’s office, I wondered how much of that pretty blush would cover her body when I made her come. “Dammit,” I grunted, trying to think of something that would get rid of the steel shaft in my pants. Carefully, since I was painfully hard, I adjusted myself before entering the office.
I quickly dropped onto a chair and silently exhaled in relief when no one seemed to notice the state of my groin.
Before anyone could speak, Whiskey joined us, followed by a few enforcers—including Deviant, who was our tech expert. I felt an irrational surge of aggression toward Whiskey, but I couldn’t help it. Especially anytime I thought about my woman on the back of his bike. As grateful as I was to him for showing up in time to save Elise from that bastard, I hated the idea of her wrapped around him.
I was incredibly relieved when Fox started the meeting because it took my mind off all the ways I wanted to kick Whiskey’s ass. And my fury at Elise’s attacker eclipsed my growing hunger for her.
“What happened?” Fox asked Storm.
Elise’s brother explained the situation, and as he told them about the drug deal she’d witnessed, the tension in the room became deadly.
The Iron Rogues often worked outside the law, and we had our own brand of justice. Our hands were all kinds of dirty,but we didn’t tolerate any association with drugs. Any members caught using were given the choice of rehab or leaving the MC—the first time.
We didn’t allow them in our businesses, and we’d even assisted local law enforcement in busting up some drug rings in the area…unofficially.
Our zero tolerance for drugs was no secret, so finding out that this lowlife had not only violated our rules but then attempted to kill an innocent woman to avoid being caught had every one of us itching to put a bullet in the asshole. Especially since she belonged to the club—first as Storm’s sister and now because she would be my old lady.
Fox’s dark gaze landed on Deviant. “Have Savage send over the security footage. Do whatever you have to. Get me a motherfucking name.”
