“Ahem.” He clears his throat, and my eyes shoot up to his. He smirks at me while walking further into the bathroom, bringing us chest to chest. “Very soon, and I mean very soon, you are staying in my room with me and not leaving my bed until I’m done with you.”
He raises his hand and skims a finger along the seam of my V-neck sports bra as he licks his bottom lip.
“And I can’t wait,” he murmurs, stepping back before I can say anything. As he walks out of the bathroom, he stops at the door and glances back. “We’re ready, so let's get going, baby girl.”
Blinking rapidly, I finally realize what he said and shake my head before tossing on my sweatshirt and walking out to meet the guys so we can walk over to the club. We are some of the last ones to meet in the main room, so we quickly grab breakfast that the ladies made and eat before Gabe starts the meeting with everyone.
The women and Parker, the prospect, leave the room shortly after, and Gabe gets everyone’s attention. “Let’s get this meeting going so we can discuss everything and people can start heading home.”
“We will start,” Gabe says, gesturing to Doc, who stands beside him.
“As far as victims go, we have two deceased and five who are doing well and will get the help they need before they go back home or to wherever we can find that is safe for them. Four of them were from the warehouse, and one other was found at a house that was raided.”
“Thank you, Doc and Brielle, for taking care of them and making sure they get back to good health. They will be staying here until we can figure out next steps for them, as Doc said. Thankfully, we had no casualties on our side of things,” Rage explains, gesturing to the other MC presidents.
The North Carolina chapter president stands. “Everything went smooth and quick. We took out all our targets and found no victims.”
The Tennessee president rises to his feet next. “All well for us, too. We found one victim. Unfortunately in a bad situation, but we were able to safely get her out and kill the child-fucker,” he spits out angrily.
Rage nods, glancing around the room. “Thank you to everyone. We appreciate all the help, and I know the victims we saved are grateful as well. We owe all of you a favor, so don’t hesitate to call us if needed.”
“How about next time, we all come for a fucking party and not depressing shit?” someone yells.
A few laugh, and then another person shouts, “Don’t act like the bloodshed isn’t also a fucking party.”
Rage smirks as he shakes hands with the other presidents and both clubs take their leave. Now, it’s just our club and Vance with his men, the Kings of Hearts.
Vance comes over to where Rage is standing with us and a few others. He looks at Nerds. “Do you have all the information we need?”
Nerds nods and types on his laptop that seems to be glued to his hands lately. “I just sent it all over to your guy.”
“What’s going on?” I ask, looking between the two of them.
“I filled everyone in on what Anthony told us last night. Vance and his guys are going to take care of the father on their way out of town for us,” Nerds explains.
Pinching my lips together, I give a jerky nod. Listening to Anthony explain what happened made my blood boil, and I wanted to go hunt down his dad and make him suffer.
Vance glances at me, and a slow smile spreads over his lips. “Don’t worry. We will make him pay in very special ways. I’d say you and your boys could tag along, but daddy Rage seems a little to anal for that.” He rolls his eyes.
Gabe glares at him while I look on in confusion. What is he talking about? Glancing up at Colton, he runs a hand over his mouth and sighs but won’t look at me.
“It’s time for you guys to go,” Gabe growls.
Looking over at my guys, they all appear just as confused as me as we watch Vance and his men depart. As soon as they’re gone, I look at Gabe. “What was he talking about?”
By the way Gabe grimaces and then glances away, I know he is about to lie to me, so I cut him off, “Please don’t lie. What was he talking about?” I try to keep my voice calm and steady, giving him a chance to talk before letting myself get worked up over what could be nothing.
“I just… I was concerned about this being your first situation like this, and I wanted to make sure it didn’t go too far for you.” He blows out a breath.
Feeling myself getting heated, I cross my arms over my chest. “Yeah, I’m going to need a little more than that. What happened to trusting each other?”
He frowns. “Harley, I trust you. I do. I just worry about you, and as your dad, I think I’m allowed to be worried.”
“You are. But after everything I’ve been through and all the conversations we’ve had, you know to just talk to me. That’s how we build a relationship. So just fucking tell me what the hell Vance was talking about.” I begin to raise my voice.
Ryker’s hand lands on my shoulder, and he gives it a reassuring squeeze, but I don’t look at him, instead choosing to keep my eyes on Gabe.
“Before we left, I asked everyone who was going to the warehouse, besides you and the boys, to kill before you could get a chance to. I didn’t want you tainted in that way. I didn’t want you dealing with even more when it was already so much.”