Indivisible (Steel Talons Motorcycle Club Book 3) by Evelyn Glass Read Free Book Online

lot of contacts. Sometimes it’s good to be associated with a club like mine.” She lifted her head and gave him a suspicious glance, wondering what sort of contacts he’d worked with. His grin broadened. “A lot of people have the same fear of our reputation that you do, Susan, and when we say ‘jump’, they ask ‘how high?’ Even though I’m a big softie at heart, I’m glad people think of me as a badass sometimes.”
     
    Susan smiled despite her emotions. “You know, I don’t think you’re all that much of a badass anymore.”
     
    He feigned offense, and his hands crept down her back, squeezing her ass while he gazed down at her with mischief dancing in his eyes. “I bet I could change your mind.”
     
    Her whole body tingled at the thought of the things he could do to her in bed. “I dare you,” she challenged, squealing as he lifted her over his shoulder and carted her to his bedroom.
     

CHAPTER ELEVEN
     
    That was a nice distraction , Jim thought, as he lay on his back with Susan curled against his side, her head tucked in the crook of his shoulder. She’d been wild and ready, and she’d blown him until he had to turn her on her stomach and bury her face in the pillow to keep her from finishing him that way. He needed to be inside her, especially since he had no idea how she would react to the news he had to share.
     
    “Are you awake?” Susan’s voice was quiet and sleepy. From her even, shallow breathing, Jim was surprised she was awake.
     
    “Yep,” he answered, tucking his free arm behind his head, as he stared at the ceiling, wishing right now that he had a ceiling fan to dry the sweat coating his body. “Why?”
     
    “Are you going to be here tomorrow when we transport my father?” She yawned, and it brought a smile to his face. Jim loved that he could satisfy her into a virtual trance.
     
    He hesitated. “I’ll be here until around three or so, yes.” He felt her relaxed body stiffen, and Jim knew it was time to have the difficult conversation.
     
    Slowly, she sat up beside him and stared down into his eyes in the darkness. Her hair was mussed, and even in the lack of light, he could see the rose of her flushed cheeks and the dark circles at the peaks of her breasts. He reached up and toyed with one nipple, and she hissed in a breath but pulled back. “Where are you going after that?”
     
    “I have some club business to take care of, and I’ll be out of town for a day or two,” he told her. After the feebs had left, the club had sat down to vote and decided they needed to find a new storage facility. There wasn’t much they could do on short notice, so a couple of his guys had suggested that they use a family member’s barn outside of Spokane as a temporary solution.
     
    Jim had volunteered to lead the trip, which would take about seven hours, considering that the mountain pass would probably be difficult to drive after the storm that had blown through last week. He also had to count the time it would take to securely load the paper and printed money, as well as time to stop for fuel and to get everything unloaded across the state. They were going to leave at dark and return in the dark. It was the safest way to avoid notice by the FBI and their enemies.
     
    “Club business. That’s all you’re going to say?” She was irritated, and Jim groaned internally. “I don’t want all the details, and I don’t want to know about things that could be construed as illegal. What I do want to know is if there’s danger involved.”
     
    Jim scowled. “Susan, you realize that your job is dangerous, right? You could pull that bus over and go to help someone who pulls out a gun to shoot you. Or you could get run off the road. Or get a guy on PCP in the back of the ambulance who breaks out of restraints and beats you. Why is it any different?” He needed her to understand and stop giving him hell. He knew he didn’t deserve Susan; but, if she continued to be so anxious