Page 9 of October's Ride with Atlas

She sets the tray on the table we were just sitting at and turns to look at me again. That is when she notices the handcuffs and smiles.

“Give him hell. He needs a little spice in his life,” she whispers as she walks out the door and closes it behind her.

When I look back at Atlas, he has a soft expression on his face as he is looking at me. As soon as he realizes I’m looking at him, he seals his emotions and walks back toward the table.

Maybe he does have a soft side after all. Sadly, that turns me on even more. What is this man doing to me?

CHAPTER 5

ATLAS

I tryto focus on the email in front of me, but I didn’t get near enough sleep last time with the curvy blonde handcuffed to me and lying beside me in bed.

Now she is handcuffed to the couch so she can relax and read while I answer emails and phone calls in my office. It calms me to know she is right here with me, so her trying to run actually worked in my favor, giving me an excuse to keep her even closer to me.

I’m pulled from my thoughts with a knock on my office door.

“Come in,” I call out.

Thunder pokes his head in. He looks at Bex and nods to her before walking over to my desk.

“One of our guys in the field said there is talk of Malice and the Savage Bones making plans to come to the club to take Bex back by force,” he says in a low tone. I know Bex heard him because her head snaps up from her book.

She is smart and doesn’t say anything, but my stomach turns at the thought of him touching her, much less taking her from me. My mind races, trying to figure out a solution because I know we can’t stay here.

It’s imperative that I get her to safety and draw Savage Bones away from the clubhouse.

“Bex and I will head up to my cabin. Get several guys ready to go. I want them stationed in the woods out of sight. See if we can draw in Malice and what is left of Savage Bones. This needs to end now,” I all but growl as I get up, pulling the key for the handcuffs from my pocket.

I undo the cuff that is attached to the couch and secure it to my arm.

“On it. When are you leaving?” Thunder asks.

“Less than an hour. I want to get away from the club as fast as possible. The last thing I want to do is put the women and children in danger,” I tell him before turning to Bex, who is watching us.

“Let’s go, Princess. It's time to pack up.”

She doesn’t have much to pack, just what we managed to grab the night we took her and a few things the girls at the clubhouse have given her.

I only pack a small bag because I have most of my stuff in my cabin. Crank meets us at the bottom of the stairs.

“Hey, Pappy is here. They just got in and want to talk about what you need from them,” Crank says with a less than amused smile on his face.

Crank secured the alliance with Pappy and his club through some tattoo near his junk that turned out not to be a tattoo. I don’t know the details, and I don’t need to. I’m just grateful he did.

“Shit, we have to move. Where is he?” I ask.

“In your office,” Cranks says.

“Here, take these to my truck and load up a few days of food from the pantry, too,” I tell him, handing him our bags.

With Bex following behind me, though it’s not like she has any choice, I go to my office.

“Hey. Thank you so much for being here. We have to make this quick,” I tell Pappy as I step into my office.

“Crank filled me in on what is going on with…” He trails off, and his eyes shoot over to Bex before looking at me again.

I step in front of her, shielding her. Even though this man is here to help us, I’m still not thrilled to have his eyes on my girl.

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