Arrow studies me, his gaze perusing me from head to toe but not in a sleazy way, more in a way that is strictly business. He runs his hand through his beard as he says, “She doesn’t look like Talon.”
“And thank fuck for that,” Vinnie murmurs, eyes zoning in on my bare legs and feet. “Go get dressed, Shay. It was only this knucklehead trying to get my attention. And put that gun away before you kill one of us.”
Arrow crosses his arms over his chest and leans back against the wall. “And now I understand why you were too busy to answer your phone when I called you from the gate.”
I cringe and look down at my hands. Yeah, so we weren’t being the most responsible of adults, but all I could think of right now was the fact that Vinnie was about to slide inside me when this behemoth of a man decided to interrupt. Just what exactly is he doing here anyway? Did everyone have the address to this supposedly secret location? Jesus.
“How did you get through the gate?” I ask, scowling. Did Vinnie tell him the passcode?
“I disabled the code and set a new one,” he says, shrugging casually. “I’m pretty good with that shit.”
“Where the fuck did you learn how to do that?” Vinnie asks, looking impressed.
“Faye wanted Tracker to teach her, so I sat in on that class,” he replies.
I look to Vinnie, who sighs and scrubs a hand down his face. I stare at the long fingers that were inside of me not so long ago. How things can change in a few minutes.
“That doesn’t sound like grade A security,” I grumble, pursing my lips. “How did you even know where we were?”
“Talon gave me the address to your little love nest,” Arrow tells Vinnie, apparently ignoring me. He slaps Vinnie on the back and shakes his head. “Maybe you should go home. Let me watch her for the next few days.”
Wait, what?
Leave me with this scary man?
Panic fills me at the thought of Vinnie leaving. I was counting on spending the rest of the week with him, and I don’t want him to leave.
My gaze immediately darts to Vinnie, who is already watching me. “Clothes, Shay. Now.”
I know the two of them just want to talk about me, but still, I do as I’m told, heading back upstairs and into my bedroom to get dressed. I leave the gun on the bedside table, making a mental note to learn how to use it properly.
I need it to survive.
FOURTEEN
Vinnie
I WATCH her disappear up the stairs before I walk into the living room, Arrow close behind me. When he sees our clothes scattered everywhere, including Shay’s bra and panties, he sits down and sighs heavily.
“What the actual fuck are you doing here, Vinnie?” he asks, tapping his hand on his knee. “Talon is going to be pissed, and you’re getting yourself in a whole lot of shit, all for a piece of ass? It’s just a few more days, brother. Plenty of pussy for you back at the clubhouse waiting for your return.”
The thing was, it wasn’t like that with Shay. I wanted her, not just any woman, but fuck if I was going to explain that to Arrow. I can’t really explain why she’s so different for me. She’s just everything I could want in a woman. I like everything that I know about her. I find her little quirks amusing and find myself wanting to be around her as much as possible.
“What are you doing here? Is everything okay?” I ask, dropping into the chair and shoving our clothes into a pile with my foot. “Not that I’m not grateful. What the fuck did you do with the bodies?”
Everything Arrow just told Shay was utter bullshit.
Talon told him our location had been leaked and men were on the way, so Arrow rode up to warn us and to offer some help. He caught two of them waiting for us outside the gate. He took care of them both.
“They’re kind of sitting in your backyard, hidden behind the shed. We gotta take care of it. Besides that, everything is fine. I spoke to Talon,” he says, leaning back in the chair. “And I came to check on you, and apparently save you from doing something stupid like fucking a girl who is related to the Wild Men president and has the fuckin’ Mafia at her doorstep.
“Although I will say, the men I just killed aren’t fuckin’ Mafia,” he continues, tilting his head to the side and studying me. “They’re members of the Kings MC. I knew they looked familiar, and then I checked their tattoos. They’re Kings, Vinnie. I don’t know what the fuck you think you’ve gotten yourself into here, but I have a feeling it’s something else.”