Shade(186)

“You look pretty tonight,” Lily complimented Beth after they had walked into the clubhouse.

Shade frowned behind her back. She had been glowing with confidence before they had walked in the door. It finally clicked with him that she was trying to be sexy. His angel just had to walk in the door to get his attention. He didn’t give a shit how she dressed.

“You do, too. I might have to borrow that sweater,” Beth said enviously.

“You can have it. It won’t quit sliding down my shoulders.” Lily pulled it back up in frustration.

“That’s what makes it so pretty,” Winter said, coming up behind her.

Shade fixed himself a plate of food, letting the women bolster Lily’s ego for the moment; he would show her later how much his dick appreciated her effort.

The women decided to play cards, ignoring the men. Shade and the brothers sat on the chairs and couch, talking quietly about who could have hired Georgia and if the money in her account could be traced.

Shade was sitting on the end of the couch with his feet on the coffee table while Viper sat at the other end. Razer was sprawled on the chair next to the couch.

He saw Lily approaching and warned the other two men. She wore an angry frown, while Winter was sending sneaky looks his way. She must have spilled the beans about the card game being rigged.

Lily noticed they had stopped talking and turned to leave but Shade caught her hand, dragging her down to sit on his lap.

Viper began talking about their clubhouse in Ohio and the new recruits they had wanting to join.

“Got one wanting to go for the patch here,” Shade said, lacing his hand through Lily’s.

She lost her angry expression, rubbing her thumb back against his.

“Who?” Viper asked, his eyes going around the room.

“Dude against the left wall with the eight-ball tat,” Shade answered without turning his head.

Lily started to turn her head, but Shade’s hand tightened on the hand he was holding. Lily took the hint and remained still. That time, it was his thumb rubbing hers.

“Name?” Viper didn’t take his eyes off the recruit.

“Eightball.”

“How original,” Viper said wryly.

“I thought so. He had to think a couple of seconds when I asked,” Shade said, his voice unemotional.

“Anything else?”

“He’s good. Knows how to handle himself and his bike.” Shade paused, looking at Lily. “Too good for someone not patched.”

“Stud?”

“No. Stud doesn’t play that game, but even if he did he wouldn’t with us. He wouldn’t want to take a chance on Sex Piston finding out; she and Beth are too tight. He’s not going to get his old lady upset when she’s carrying his kid.”

“I agree, so who?” Viper demanded.

“Don’t know, but I’ll find out,” Shade promised his president.

“Now,” Viper commanded.

Shade remained sitting. The best part about being an enforcer was letting someone else do his dirty work.

“I’m on it,” he replied, nodding toward Cash at the bar who was watching Shade for his signal.#p#分页标题#e#

At Shade’s gesture, he set his glass of whiskey down then said something to Nickel who was standing next to him. When both men moved toward the left wall, Shade’s hand tightened on Lily’s, again silently warning her not to look.

Lily started trembling, and her bottom lip began quivering at the sound of the scuffle going on behind her between Eightball, Cash, and Nickel.

“Shade…”

He leaned forward, brushing his lips against hers as his hand picked up his beer.

“Angel face, I like that sweater on you,” he murmured against her lips.

“Don’t hurt him,” she pleaded softly.

“Have to find out if he’s here because of you,” he whispered before kissing her. It was too much of a coincidence that someone was trying to find out information on their club when someone was trying to kill Lily.

He lifted his mouth away from hers, leaning back against the couch as he took a drink of his beer.

Train came up to them then.

“Lily, a buddy of mine gave me two pieces-of-shit bikes he wanted to get rid of. I fixed them up. Don’t want them; none of the brothers do. If you want them, you can have them to sell for your store, or maybe someone needs a ride for work.”

“Thank you, Train.” Lily jumped off his lap.

Shade could read her intention to hug him. He leaned forward, sliding his arm around her waist before she could take another step, sweeping her back down onto his lap. She stared up at him with her mouth hanging open.

“Stop doing that shit. Do. Not. Touch,” he told her with his jaw clenched.