Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27304 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27304 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Huntley started to yell something, probably pissed off at my clear insinuation that I was about to fuck his sister for twenty-four hours straight. I hung up and hurried into the house to get my girl.
11
Harlowe
I felt as though I was hanging on a razor’s edge when Mac and Scout came to the basement to grab Bridget, Molly, and Cat, but there was no sign of Link. After giving his woman a tight hug and deep kiss, Scout turned to me. “Wipe that scared look of your face, pinkie. Link shouldn’t be too far behind me. He had to make a quick call to fill your brother in on what happened. I’m sure it won’t take long since he wants to be with you a fuck of a lot more than he wants to talk to Huntley.”
My legs almost went out from under me at the confirmation that Link was okay. He hadn’t been gone long, but I’d spent most of the time picturing all the things that could go wrong. My reaction to Link being in danger had driven home exactly how much he had come to mean to me. There was no doubt about it; I’d fallen hard and fast for my sexy biker. Needing some privacy to pull myself together, I flashed a quick smile at everyone and said, “I’m going to head up to Link’s room. Let him know where to find me when he’s done being interrogated by my brother?”
Scout chuckled and nodded. “Will do.”
My brother must not have been as hard on him as I expected because I only made it to the top of the stairs and through the door before Link swept me off my feet and tossed me over his shoulder. “Where do you think you’re off to, angel?”
He swatted at my butt, and I gasped out my answer. “Your room.”
“Our room,” he corrected, rubbing his palm over the spot where the sting from his swat was easing.
He couldn’t see my grin, but that didn’t mean my smile was any less blinding. I loved how there was no game playing with Link. I was his, and he wanted everyone—including me—to know it. “How about we go to our room?”
“Good call,” he agreed, moving quickly in that direction without bothering to set me on my feet. When we made it through the door, he kicked it shut before tossing me on the mattress. After taking off his boots, he followed me down and captured my lips in a deep kiss. Our tongues tangled until I was breathless and trembling in need. Before we both lost the ability to think about anything other than sex, I pushed at his chest. “What’s wrong, angel?”
“You skipped a step.”
His head jerked back, and his brow wrinkled in confusion. “I haven’t gotten far enough to skip any steps, not that I ever would. It’d be a damn shame to miss an inch of your perfect body when I have you under me.”
I shivered at the desire shining in his blue eyes, but I shoved my need for him down because I needed some information first. “I’m assuming everything went okay since you guys all came back in one piece?”
“Yeah, we ran down the guy who accepted the contract on you. Figured since you weren’t there to do it yourself, the least I could do was put a bullet in his skull the same way you would’ve,” he answered as he tugged my shirt over my head. Then he did the same with his, and the sight of his bare chest distracted me a bit from the fact that he’d just admitted to killing someone for me. I wasn’t overly bothered by the fact that the guy was dead. Not when he would’ve done his best to make sure I was the one who ended up in the ground if he’d lived. “He was part of an MC that’s been a pain in our ass lately, but Mac made sure they’ll have too many problems of their own to deal with to bother with us anytime soon.”
I felt a little better about the whole mess knowing the guy he’d killed hadn’t just caused trouble for me. “What if the guys after my brother hire someone else?”
Link shook his head while he got both of us out of our pants. “Your brother took care of shit on his end, so there’s nobody left who wants you dead.”
“Really?” I stared up at him, my eyes filling with tears as a huge weight lifted off me—metaphorically speaking since his heavy body was still on top of mine.
“Yeah, angel. You’re safe now,” he reassured me, brushing his lips over mine in a gentle caress.
“I guess that means I don’t have to stay at the clubhouse anymore,” I murmured softly, wondering what this meant for our relationship.