And he didn’t care who he had to crunch beneath his boots, striding across the room with those powerful arms able to cause such destruction, his stance wide-legged and arrogant.
He wouldn’t stop
I didn’t know why he was looking for me.
Why thefuckwas he out?
What did he want with me?
He couldn’t possiblyknow,could he?
If he was angry, it was his own goddamn fault!
But I couldn’t let him destroy everything Willow and Elise had worked so hard for.
I’d have to get rid of him, as fast as I could, before he fucked up the whole coffee shop.
“Raker,” I said, my throat dry as dust as I stood up from my crouched position behind the latte machine. “Stop.”
He turned around, swift like a snake, like the dark poisonous adder he was.
His face was as familiar as a bruise, a bone-deep ache, as his head whipped around and his eyes met mine.
“Sunni,” he said, and I could swear my skin started heating, those cursed black marks on my arms tingling.
“I found you.”
I felt a cramp in my back from crouching down, and I desperately needed to get rid of him before he saw my lower half.
“I think you should leave,” I said, tightening my lips together. “Why are you out of jail?”
Raker’s face hardened, but he began to walk toward me.
“Good behavior,” he said.
One step
Then another
Going at exactly the pace he wanted to. Because he was powerful enough to get what he wanted at any distance.
I laughed, bitter and sharp, the tension between us twanging like an instrument. “You? Good behavior. You wouldn’t know it.”
Raker’s eyes narrowed, the scar across his lip puckering as he drew into the light.
“Why was I in jail, Sunni?” he asked.
“Gun running,” I almost whispered.
He said nothing.
Was he here to get revenge on me for that?
Because what was he actually in jail for?
Betrayal
My tightening fingers clutched the gun we kept hidden underneath this table. Even though our block was ruled bySouls, they were the weakest MC, and there was always the danger we’d be in the crosshairs of a turf war, and it was just better to be safe.