Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 109695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
“Oh… sure.” Her gaze narrowed. “Hey… maybe your stalker is linked to the club? We didn’t include that possibility. What do you think?”
I shook my head. “I have no idea. I wouldn’t think so, but I guess it’s possible.”
“That’s good enough for me.” Her eyes glinted with determination, and she licked her lips. Warmth spread over me. Damn! I did not need this right now.
The doors opened and we stepped through the garage to my bike. She grabbed her helmet like she was ready to beat it up, and I tried not to smile. She held it over her head and pushed down, but struggled to get it on. I couldn’t help smirking. “Need some help?”
“No. I’ve got this.” She finally popped it on and reached for the straps. With her lips pursed, she felt for the snaps and managed to get them clasped together, for a change.
I had to admit I liked helping her, so it disappointed me a little. But, at the same time, I liked seeing her learn so quickly, almost like she really wanted to ride the bike with me.
She also looked insanely sexy in her black pants and ankle boots. The only thing missing was a black leather jacket. Instead, she wore a dark blazer that made her look like a cop. I’d have to tell her to wear something else before our meeting tonight, or she’d scare the boys off. But maybe that wasn’t a bad thing, since I didn’t really want her around them.
She waited while I settled onto the leather seat. Riding the bike calmed me in a way that nothing else could. On the Triumph, I was in control, and the familiarity comforted me.
Serenity stepped onto the peg and grabbed my shoulders for balance while she slung her leg over the seat. She was getting better at it, and I appreciated how quickly she was stepping into my world, even after our argument. Yes, I was still kind of upset, but that didn’t stop me from savoring the moment she put her arms around me. I was in so much trouble.
I needed to shift my focus, so I kicked the stand up, pulled in the clutch and pressed the starter. The bike rumbled to life, and I gave it a few satisfying revs before taking off. Coming to the exit, I sped up the hill just enough to feel her arms tighten around my stomach. It was pure torture… but oh, so sweet.
The ride to The Comet Club went by much too quickly. I pulled around to the back and parked in front of the rear entrance. It was too early for most of the workers, which suited me just fine. But if Serenity was right, which I wasn’t going to admit, then we might need to come back at some point.
After we took off our helmets, I opened my mouth to tell her to wait out here, but, at her raised brows, I changed my mind. We stepped to the door and I pulled it open. After ushering her inside, I led the way to Wes’s office.
His door was shut, so I knocked before pushing it open. “Hey, Wes.”
“Stone.” He nodded my way, then his brows rose as he glanced behind me.
“This is Serenity. Vanetti hired her. She’s… helping us out for a few days.”
Wes jumped to his feet and held out a hand. “Hey, Serenity. I’m Wes. Nice to meet you.”
“You too.” She smiled and shook his hand with her glove on.
I pulled the pouch from my inner pocket and handed it to him. “That should see you through the next couple of shipments.”
“I’m sure it will.” Wes opened the safe on the floor behind his desk and tucked the packet away. He took a thumb-drive from the safe and handed it over. “That’s for you. Vanetti told me about your problem, so I downloaded all the surveillance from the last week. Maybe you’ll see something there that will help.”
“Thanks, Wes. I’ll take a look.”
“Sure.”
We stepped back into the hall, and I hesitated. We were already here, so it wouldn’t hurt to ask. I glanced her way. “Do you want to go inside the club and see if you pick up anything?”
Her eyes widened. “You mean you trust me to do that, now?”
My jaw tightened. “It’s not about trust.” My gut twisted. “But we’re here. So do you want to or not?”
She shook her head. “You know… one of these days, I’m going to save your life, and you’ll have to admit you were wrong. I can’t wait.”
I snorted. “Yeah, right. More like I’ll save your life, and you’ll be sorry you didn’t take my offer to stay out of it.”
“Ha! You’re on. And… for the record, if you saw some of the things I’ve seen, you’d never take your gloves off again. There are some things you do not want to know.” Shaking her head, she muttered, “I’m definitely never using a public bathroom again.”