Page 58 of Escape From Me

“Yes. I didn’t know helmets had speakers.”

He set me down next to the bike.

“Bluetooth. And everyone has them. Safety first. But let me just say this before everyone is ready to ride. You dare try and play hero, I will make sure you are punished thoroughly. You’ll be so sore when I’m through with you that you won’t be sitting for months.”

He couldn’t see the way my cheeks heated or feel the way my freaking pussy tingled, but his words probably had the opposite effect to what he intended.

“And that’s supposed to make me not want to defy you, right?”

He grabbed the jacket and yanked me toward him, just glaring at me for far too long. Finally, he released me as he got on the bike. He pulled me to get on, so I swung my leg over and got close to him, waiting for his retort.

“Listen, and tonight I’ll make sure you don’t want to leave my bed.”

One by one, the others got onto the other bikes, and shortly after I could hear everyone’s conversations.

As the door rolled up to let us out, I waited for nerves to hit me. I waited for the desire to run to come. But all I felt was relief. They hid nothing from me. They wanted me here.

And despite all the stupid dresses and manicures and etiquette lessons in the world, this world was the one that fit me. Even if I didn’t quite understand what that meant.

What I did understand was that they took care of each other. Hiding bodies and all. That last bit made me smile. Who did I ever think would hide the body I lost my shit on? No one, that’s who. Not until now.

Everyone should have someone to hide the body for them, and Zeiden was my someone.

TWENTY-FIVE

zeiden

“Alright, who’s staying behind?”I spoke through the Bluetooth coms in our helmets. One of us always fell back to make sure there was always a plan B and C.

“Got you.” X’s bike slowed, increasing the gap between bikes as Cas and I rode up to where two cop cars had three bikes pulled over with a car that sure as fuck wasn’t ours.

“Rylee and I will stand by and let you handle this for the moment.” Cas pulled over to the curb, letting me cut in front. I parked the bike and reached back to grab Daisy’s leg.

“You ready for your debut?”

I couldn’t see her, but the way she hugged me tighter felt a lot like a yes and I didn’t even know why that bothered me.

Why the fuck was I hesitating getting off the bike?

Fuck.

The cop’s spotlights showed our guys in cuffs on the curb. What the fuck kind of protocol was this anyway? The illegal kind, that was certain.

Breathing in a deep breath, I pulled the helmet off and then tapped on Daisy’s leg as I gripped her arm and helped her get off the bike before I did that same.

She’d flipped her visor, and fuck if the most beautiful pair of eyes didn’t look back at me. Lucky fucking bastard I was for once in my life.

And that’s when the sour churning in my stomach seemed to explode and I had to fight the urge to buckle over. This feeling, the one that said I was about to do something stupid, finally clicked. I was about to put Daisy, my dove, into harm's way.

Shit.

“Nope. You head back to Cas.”

I grabbed her shoulders and started to turn her toward him and Rylee. She ducked, and although the helmet hit my arm, she still managed to get around me.

“Daisy, don’t you push me.”

She grabbed the helmet as she slowly backed away from me.

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