Counter To My Intelligence read online Lani Lynn Vale (Heroes of Dixie Wardens MC #7)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: The Heroes of The Dixie Wardens MC Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 91438 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
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He looked up distractedly from something he was reading.

It looked like a case file or something, but I’d learned not to butt into his business.

The last time I’d looked at one of his manila folders, I’d seen the gruesome carnage of a teenager that’d been hacked up with…something.

I didn’t want to know what was in those files, and I’d resigned myself to not even thinking about them.

I still wasn’t quite sure what exactly it was that he did for a living.

I knew he was a CIA operative at one point, but he didn’t really go anywhere aside from the firehouse, the Dixie Warden’s clubhouse, Halligans and Handcuffs and the Life Flight office.

“Get him some candy that won’t melt,” he offered.

“Silas?” I asked.

He looked up. “Yeah?”

His beautiful blue eyes were intoxicating.

“What is it that you do for a living?” I finally asked.

He grinned. “I’m a crime analyst. I freelance, which means I do it on my own, and I’m paid as a subcontractor for my expert opinions and analysis. I usually get my cases from the CIA and the FBI. I look for trends in criminal activity across the country, and I track them using the software program I developed. It’s a central source of criminal information for all branches of law enforcement. I track the details of crimes, so that when another similar crime occurs, we can determine if the similarities are just coincidences or the crime is actually related to other crimes. This is helpful to law enforcement in deciding if a crime is the work of a serial criminal, a copycat or an unrelated coincidence.

My mouth dropped open, and I could do nothing but stare at him.

“You’re shitting me.”

He shook his head. “No. What do you think I did?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t realize you did something so specific. But you always have these,” I said, indicating to the file folder with a long finger. “I guess I just thought you were still kind of in the CIA, but just didn’t get any calls.”

He grinned. “All you had to do was ask.”

I rolled my eyes. “I’ll remember that next time.”

Walking over to him after picking up my purse, I pressed my lips against his.

“I have to go see my parents after work today. I saw my mom leaving this morning when I went to get the paper. She’s pissed, I better head it off before it gets too complicated.”

He winked and pressed his lips against mine again.

“You know your mom and me…we never had anything. It was just two lonely people spending time with each other,” he told me, holding his big hand at the back of my head so I couldn’t back away.

I blinked. “Actually, no, I didn’t know that. I’ve wondered, though.”

He shook his head, and a smile ticked up the corner of his mouth. “There you go again. Darlin’, all you gotta do is ask me whatever it is that you wanna know.”

I shrugged. “Oops.”

Placing another kiss on my mouth, he gave me a slap on the ass and said, “Go on, before you’re late.”

I looked down at my watch.

Shit.

I was going to be late if I didn’t go now.

“Okay, I’ll call you around lunchtime to see if you want anything,” I said.

With one last kiss on the lips, I walked out the front door of Silas’ place.

I was taking Silas’ truck because he hated my car, so I bypassed mine and went straight to his pretty black Dodge Ram.

Not that I was complaining. I loved his truck.

And I loved that he wanted me safe, which was why I hadn’t driven my car in well over a week.

Hell, all of my stuff was even in his truck.

You know, those little things that everyone leaves in their vehicles?

Phone charger. Chap Stick.

Tampons.

I looked in my rearview mirror to see the familiar silhouette of a motorcycle behind me.

That wasn’t new.

I’d had them following me around for a while now, courtesy of Silas.

He thought that Shovel would try to come after me, and who was I to argue? I didn’t know the man, so I had to trust that Silas knew what he was talking about.

And deal with the fact that a man followed me everywhere I went twenty-four seven.

Turning my eyes back to the road, I swung the huge beast into Target’s parking lot and parked at the back of the lot.

I wasn’t used to parking this big boy yet.

My phone rang as I slid out of the truck, landing on my feet lightly.

“Hello?” I answered, pressing the lock button on the key fob as I started to walk towards the front of the building.

“Hey, I’m going to be late for lunch. I have a job interview,” Ruthie said excitedly.

I squealed. “How exciting! Where?”

“Halligans and Handcuffs,” she answered. “I’m pretty sure it’s a pity job given to me by your man, but I’ll take just about anything at this point.”

I laughed. “Trust me. If Silas didn’t think you were qualified, you wouldn’t be getting the interview. He may like you, but he likes his businesses better.”

“Businesses?” Ruthie asked.

I nodded, coming to a stop at the side of the building so I didn’t have everyone and their brother listening to my conversation.

“Yeah, apparently he owns Halligans and Handcuffs, as well as Life Flight,” I told her. “Although I just figured it out a couple of days ago when he took me with him to the office and forced me to file paperwork while he did something on the computer.”

Ruthie laughed. “Forced you to file paperwork? I’m sure he did that.”

I laughed. “Okay, well I did it willingly. Regardless, I just found out about the place, though.”

“Well, you’ve only known him for like two months. What did you want to do, know his whole life story in that short of a time period?” She asked laughingly.

I sighed. “I gotta make a run for it into the Target. But I’ll call you back later today and let you know how the meeting with the parents went!”

Something I so wasn’t looking forward to.



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