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I needed to get in my room before Giles found me.
Eyeing the open doorway once more, I dared another few paces on my hands and knees when I heard Giles continue.
“What exactly do you want me to do? If she is with another member tonight, there’s nothing I can do about?—”
He stopped, and I heard Killian yelling, but I couldn’t make out what he was saying.
“No,” Giles muttered.
This was so ridiculous; I wasn’t going to fuck anyone tonight. I wanted to read about people fucking and get into my pajamas. Have a nice pity party, if these idiots would just let me.
“You got it. But…” Giles hesitated, rubbing the back of his neck, “Killian you need to fix this. It’s getting past the point of anyone being able to deal with you. You were willing to give your patch to Natty for protection, but you won’t give it to Laura? Doesn’t make any sense to me.”
His words landed painfully hard in my chest. My eyes burned with unshed tears, and the fear that I would never truly understand what had happened today threatened to choke me. Not with the way Killian reacted to me, the danger I was in, or the reason he’d taken Natty. Maybe it was all innocent, but the fact that Giles had just said Killian wasn’t willing to give me his cut even for protection, spoke volumes.
In fact, it said absolutely everything I needed to hear.
Giles must have hung up because he resumed talking to Sadie.
“Let me make it up to you, but come upstairs with me real quick. Okay?”
He kissed her long and hard, feeling her up and then letting out a sigh as he pulled away.
“Okay, as long as you promise.” She purred, and then she was hopping off the table and gathering her clothes.
I waited for them to hit the stairs, and then I reached back for the pile of bedding and shuffled the rest of the way into the room and shut the door.
I knew what Giles was doing. He was searching for me, and any signs of the guy I was hooking up with. All I could do was hope that Red didn’t rat me out because if she didn’t then I might just be successful for once in driving the new president of the Stone Riders a little crazy.
Flipping on the switch in my new room, I took my time stretching the fitted sheet over the mattress. Then I shook out the top sheet, and laid it flat, smoothing out any wrinkles. There was a threadbare blanket I found in the closet, but there wasn’t anything else in there, so it would have to do.
Red was right, it was freezing in the basement, so I pulled on a hoodie and some sweats then crawled into bed. My phone was in one hand as I navigated my playlist, while my kindle was in the other, and I was two seconds from hitting play when I heard the sound of rumbling engines.
I paused, glancing up at the wall as if I could see through it to the yard. The sound of approaching motorcycles permeated the walls, and from the echo, it was a lot of bikes, which had my stomach churning.
Most of the Stone Riders had already pulled in, which meant these bikes weren’t Stone Riders. Killian was gone, so was Wes, which meant the highest person in charge was Giles, and while I loved the guy, he was not ready to hold off whoever had just arrived.
The rest of the club was here though, he’d be fine.
But why did Killian leave, and by himself? That wasn’t normal, was it…he was the president, which meant he should have had backup.
I could just ignore it; the club wasn’t my business. I turned my phone back on, about to hit play once more, when suddenly someone screamed, and then a gun went off.
EIGHTEEN
KILLIAN
The president of the Chaos Kings was sitting two tables down from me while smiling at Natty. It wasn’t the sort of smile he’d give a girl he wanted to fuck, it was warmer than that, as though he truly cared about what she was saying. He looked hopeful.
Which meant she must be giving him a good report regarding living with the Stone Riders.
I stared at my dark cell phone while the two across the room laughed. Natty had shed Giles jacket, and the reminder that I had offered her mine reverberated in my head like a fucking song that wouldn’t end. I knew why in the moment that I had done it.
Natty hadn’t been on the back of a bike with a member since she was transferred to the Stone Riders several years ago. She was having issues with even getting on the back of my bike. I nearly took my truck, just to calm her down, but she knew it would be faster if we took the bike, and she needed to get back to help Red with something.
Knowing Natty was nervous about leaving the club, and on the back of a bike no less, I assumed my jacket with my patches would put her at ease. I knew she trusted me, and I knew she understood how powerful the president patch was, and how untouchable it would make her.
That same logic wouldn’t compute for Laura for some fucked up reason, and I had no idea why. When I thought of putting my patch on Laura, all I could think of was how it would put a target on her back, and how I couldn’t live with myself if something ever happened to her. Especially since that meeting with my father.
