Page 109 of Steel

“What’d you find over—” Soul doesn’t finish his sentence as he sees what’s in my hand.

It’s a picture of Tempe sitting on my lap outside at the clubhouse. Her eyes are closed, her head is tipped back, and I know exactly what moment this is. It’s a picture that could only have been taken by someone on the inside.

“Fuck.” Soul drags his hand through his hair. “What do you wanna do, Steel?”

I crinkle the photo and toss it to the ground. Every bone in my body feels like it’s grinding together. They’re watching my girl. They’re watching Austin. And worse, one of my own men is doing it.

“I want to send a message.” I look Soul in the eyes. “We’re going to remind these traitors what happens when they fuck with what’s mine. And then we’re going to burn everything Titan owns to the ground.”

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Tempe

I park the truckwhile Sonny and Reyes roll to a stop beside it. Usually, one of them drives, but since Pearl is with me and Austin, they rode ahead and behind us.

Jameson still won’t let me leave the compound without an escort, and as much as I complained about it at first, I’m thankful after everything that’s happened.

Dimitri tried to get to me at work.

My mom is alive.

I don’t know who to trust lately, but the only person who has lived up to his promises is the man I showed up here fearing in the first place.

Climbing out, I glance back at Sonny. “Give me a second.”

“I’m coming.” Austin tugs at his seatbelt.

I reach in to squeeze his hand. “I need to see if he’s busy first, okay?”

Austin stays put, and I shut the door behind me, walking up to the open bays at the garage. Jameson said the guys were short-staffed at Kings Auto today, so he woke up early to help out.

I respect how he shows up for his club and their businesses in every way. No matter how big or small the task, he’s there for his men.

Havoc spots me first, leaning against the truck he’s working on and smiling. “Steel, you’ve got company.”

He yells for Steel, who pops out from underneath the truck.

I didn’t think anything could be sexier than Jameson in his cut, commanding a room at the clubhouse. But when he climbs to his feet wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans, streaked in oil and grease, my chest flutters. His cut hangs on a hook at the side of the bay, and I guess it’s so he doesn’t ruin it because his T-shirt is stained and messy.

Jameson smiles as he wipes his hands clean with a rag. It’s so sincere it steals my heart.

“Wildfire, what brings you here?” He walks over to me, tossing the rag to the side. “Or, should I say, what bringsbothof youhere?”

He waves at where Austin is sitting in the truck.

“Austin wanted to come see you at work, and I told him he could, but only if you weren’t busy.” I dip my thumbs in my pockets, suddenly nervous about showing up here unannounced. “Is that weird? That’s weird, isn’t it? Sorry, I should have called you first.”

“Tempe.” Jameson reaches his hand behind my head, tangling it in my hair when I try to take a step back. “You never need to call first. If you or Austin want to see me, come see me. If I’m busy or out on a run, you’ll know about it. Otherwise, interrupt me whenever you want.”

Jameson dips his mouth to mine, claiming me in a kiss.

Soft but deep.

Intimate but quick.

And when he pulls back, I know this isn’t one-sided. That as unexpected as this is, he feels it too.

A life I didn’t see myself having with a man I would never have trusted if I hadn’t seen with my own two eyes that I could. Jameson’s world might terrify me at times, but I never feel anything but safe with him.

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