Page 10 of The Devil's Scars

“That’s the idea,” she said. “You said to charm them, right?”

“Charm them, baby girl. Not make them horny and give them all heart attacks.”

“Isn’t that the same thing for men?”

“Yeah, maybe.” He gave her a hug. “So, tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow.”

**

Silver Bennett stood with his arms crossed and watched Zee poke around his house. Wolf had made it clear that she was off-limits and that was nothing but a damn shame, seeing as the woman was something else. Long blonde hair, eyes like brilliant emeralds, tall for a woman and curvy in all the right places, gorgeous fucking ink on her lower back exposed by that midriff-baring tank top. Made him want to explore, and see if she had any more ink anywhere else.

Zee’s face wasn’t classically beautiful, he had to admit, but there was something about her that made it hard to stop watching her. She had some kind of inner light, a strength and confidence to her movements that caught his attention and then held it. She used her hands when she talked, which he liked, and she seemed totally unaware of her own good looks, which he loved. On the whole, Zee Parish was a babe, and Silver just knew that if Wolf hadn’t warned every single one of the boys off her, they’d be lining up to get into those tight little jeans.

She turned now, and he lifted his eyes from her softly-rounded ass.

“So?” he asked. “What do you think, sweetheart?”

She ignored the endearment, didn’t even bristle at it too much. Pet names for women were all part of the MC culture, and she reminded herself to not take the nonchalant sexism personally. After all, she’d voluntarily walked back into this world. She’d play by their rules – within reason.

“It’s great,” she said. “How much is the rent?”

“Two hundred a month, including phone and WiFi.” Silver’s eyes were a pure, shimmery silver and she stared into them, fascinated. “But you pay your own utilities.”

“What?” she said, startled. “Why so low?”

He shrugged, his broad shoulders sexy and strong. “Because you’re family.”

“I – I am?”

“Yeah. ‘Course you are. Wolf said you’re his sister, so that makes you one of us. We take care of our own, Zee.”

“You sure?” she said hesitantly, not liking that she’d been so casually adopted by this total stranger. “I don’t want to cost you money.”

“You won’t. This place is paid off in full, so anything you hand me is pure profit.”

“Ah. OK.” She looked around again, loving the open space and the light, imagining Keira crawling across the backyard in her yellow onesie. “Well, then… I’d love to take it.”

“Awesome.”

“You want me to sign a lease?”

He waved his hand at her. “You kidding me? Your word’s good enough. I just need the rent on time every month, OK, on the first.”

“No problem.” She reached into her purse, took out her wallet. “You need something now?”

“Nah. It’s the last week of April, so I’ll cover things ‘til the first of May.”

“What? Why?”

“Call it a housewarming gift.”

She stared at Silver, confused and off-balance at the unexpected kindness from a guy like this. Right away she wondered what strings were attached, just what he wanted from her in return.

“Are you sure?” she said, still hesitant.

“Stop asking me that, sweetheart. If I say it, I’m sure.”

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