Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Looking around to distract myself from the urge to do something wild—like lift his soaking-wet shirt to trace his ink with my tongue—I was stunned by how the inside of the nondescript building didn’t match the outside. “What is this place?”
“One of our safe houses.”
I let out a low whistle of appreciation to cover my surprise at his answer. Growing up as the daughter of the Silver Saints president, I knew that club business was never shared with outsiders. Hell, information was only given to old ladies when necessary. But here Fox was, giving me the location of one of their safe houses. A place that meant safety and security for the men he’d sworn to protect when he became their president. “My lips are sealed.”
“I know, baby.” He dropped my backpack duffel on the floor near the door and swept his arm in front of him. “I wouldn’t have brought you here if I didn’t think you’d keep it to yourself.”
I winked at him. “And I wouldn’t have abandoned my plans to head to Europe and gotten on the back of your bike instead if I didn’t trust you to keep me safe.”
“Always.”
We’d only just met and had barely talked, but for some reason, I knew deep in my bones that there was a lot of meaning behind that one word. The weight of his promise was thick in the air around us, making me hyper aware of my heart racing.
I was used to seeing life-long romantic relationships forming at breakneck speed, but it was totally different being one of the people falling hard and fast for someone they’d literally just met. A little worried by how quickly my feelings developed, I tossed out another distraction. “If the storm keeps up like this, we’ll probably be stuck here until at least tomorrow. Maybe you could give me a tour, and we can check if there are any supplies in the kitchen? I’ll probably be starving soon since today didn’t go at all the way I’d planned.”
That was a huge understatement.
I should’ve been at Silver Ink all day, but my schedule had been thrown out the window when my mom called to let me know that Cash had stopped at the Iron Rogues compound and saw Molly with Maverick. Of course, he’d immediately called my dad to let him know. The only reason I’d beaten Dad there was because my drive was only two hours while he’d been on a run and was a half day away.
Even with how long it took for word to trickle down to me that he’d found out and was on his way to Molly, I had just enough time to warn her before making my escape. Which was necessary because Mom had also let me know how pissed Dad was with me for covering for my sister. As if he hadn’t taught all of us the importance of loyalty every day of our lives. But unfortunately, my dad was too protective of his girls to use logic when it came to us.
“A quick tour before we shower.” His gaze raked down my body, making my nipples pebble. “It’ll be the fastest way to warm up before we change into dry clothes.”
The image of him, naked with hot water beating down his broad shoulders as I soaped up his broad chest popped into my brain. Feeling my cheeks heat, I ducked my head and mumbled, “Sounds like a good plan to me.”
The Iron Rogues safe house was incredible. The living space had two black leather couches and a huge flat-screen television. The kitchen pantry was fully stocked with plenty of dry goods. So much stuff that we could stay for a month without going hungry. The bathroom had a walk-in shower that was more than big enough to fit us both, which had me thinking again about all kinds of things we could do naked. And the bedroom was big…but it had only one bed. A king-sized one with plenty of room to do more than just sleep. With the man whose road name was apt since he was a silver fox with that salt-and-pepper hair of his.
It was a good thing we wouldn’t be here for long, or else I’d have a hell of a time stopping myself from climbing him like a monkey. Which I was willing to bet would be an even better ride than being on the back of his bike. Not that I’d know for sure since I had zero experience with men because I’d been waiting until I found a man who I could picture being with forever. It was wild to think that I might’ve stumbled across him while some asshole was trying to kidnap my sister. And that he chased me all the way to Atlanta to make sure I didn’t miss out on her first pregnancy. Which reminded me that I needed to charge my phone so I could give her a call to yell at her for not sharing the news with me herself.