cartel assholes think Piper is friends with this girl, they will go after her.
When I nod my head no, Piper tells the redhead to hold on a second.
“Club problems. Get your new friend, and let’s go.”
The redhead looks taken aback by my behavior and she should. I am the strange man who ordered them to follow us.
“My name is Jinx, and I’m sorry, but I won’t be coming along.”
Trying to apologize doesn’t cover the sassy from showing.
Piper pulls her aside and gestures with her hands. I can’t imagine what the fuck Piper is saying to her, but whatever she has said caused the redhead to stumble a little backward.
Whatever was said works because she follows Piper as she walks towards me.
“You’ve got some explainin’ to do to this lady,” she points, “when we get there.” She walks towards Tea’s car. I hope to fuck she is taking care of it because Piper tends to be a little messy.
“Frank, Piper won’t be coming back tonight. Make sure, if you need anything here, to call me and only me. Leave Piper and Winter alone. Shit goin’ down, and if you want to prove yourself, here’s your chance,” he threatens.
Thank fuck the redhead is out of hearing range because if she weren’t, she’d be running for her life, scared shitless if she isn’t already.
***
Chapter Seven
Piper
Beside me, Jinx shifts with nervous movements as I drive back to the compound. Me and my overfriendly ways cost her her freedom for a while. I am such a fuck up sometimes. The club has been quiet about business dealings, so I have no idea what the hell is going on, but if he made me drag a stranger back home, it has to be awful.
“I’m sorry,” I say as I wait for the large Breakneck gate to open. “I have no idea what is going on, but I feel like it has to do with those two cars following behind the guys on our way here. They don’t ask for anything that isn’t necessary.”
She leans her head against the window. “I won’t pretend not to be pissed, because I am, and where I am at now in my head… I wish I wouldn’t have applied for the job.”
If she thinks her saying so would make me angry with her, she is wrong. I wish she didn’t apply as well. She wouldn’t be here if she hadn’t.
“You deserve to feel the way you do. Honest to god, I don’t know what the hell is goin’ on, but Braxxon will let us know, especially since I have you with me. He won’t keep you in the dark.”
She turns her head away from the glass to look at me. “Who is Braxxon?”
“He is the club president. Also, my friend’s husband. A town badass.”
Jinx huffs and turns back to the window. “This is bullshit.”
Whoa. First curse word I have heard come from her mouth. “It is. Again, I am sorry. We’ll listen to what they have to say, and if you’re stuck with me for a bit, we will get fuckin’ wasted tonight,” I offer. She did say she likes to unwind after working. I think this is a worthy occasion.
“I hope to hell you have something strong then.”
Well, well. The sweet is gone. Damn. I liked that about her.
I change the subject from drinking to something we will have to know if she is stuck on the compound. “If you are stuck at the MC, is there anyone who you have to call?”
A laugh sputters from her mouth. “Yeah, right. It is me and me alone. My father died a few years ago, and who the hell knows where my mother is.”
Shit. “I’m sorry.” I hope she understands that.
“It was a while ago.”
Okay, then.
The gate opens and I pull in. When I park, I take a deep breath and prepare her.
“The guys look rough, and they are. Their looks don’t deceive you. Almost all of them are fine as hell, too. So if you are stuck here, at least you’re stuck lookin’ at sexy the entire time.”
The upside of lockdown and it’s the only enjoyable part about it all.
“I’m sure my husband will love that,” she says, and it throws me off.
“You said—”
“Gotcha!”
Damn