Page 47 of Steel

His men surround him, and women watch him from every corner of the yard. He demands the attention of the entire party while sitting back and not having to ask for it. No matter where he is, they all seem to take notice.

Jameson takes a sip of his beer, and his gaze moves to Havoc on his approach before catching mine from across the yard.

His stare lands like dynamite inside my chest.

Grey, stormy eyes.

An ocean in the middle of a hurricane.

It makes sense why women would lose themselves at sea for this man.

Turning my back on Jameson, I smile at Luna, trying to ignore the inevitable pull of his presence.

“You’re still here.” She pulls me in for a hug. “I thought you left.”

“We did, kind of. Steel moved us to his house for my brother’s sake.”

Her eyes widen as she looks from me to him. “His house?”

“Yeah.”

“Where Pearl lives?”

My eyebrows pinch. “That’s the place.”

If it’s possible, her eyes get even bigger. “Good lord, girl, we need to get you a drink so you can tell me all about it.”

She snatches my hand and drags me toward the outdoor bar. The moment we walk up, we’re each handed a beer.

Across the lawn, Austin is still playing in the pool, and he’s now soaking wet. But at least he’s laughing.

“Spill,” Luna says, clinking her beer bottle against mine. “You’re living with him?”

“It’s not how it sounds.” I laugh, realizing she’s making way more of it than there is. “We can’t go back to my house right now, so he’s doing us a favor.”

Luna hums, smirking at me.

“I’m serious.”

“Oh, I’m sure you are.” She bites her lip, playfully mocking me. “It’sclub business. Of course. You be sure to keep me updated on how that pans out.”

I roll my eyes, trying to ignore what she’s insinuating. It’s clear Jameson doesn’t let many people stay at his house, but she’s making it something it’s not. Something it can’t be.

Glancing over my shoulder, I see Jameson is standing now, talking to Havoc. Reina has taken his seat and is pretending not to be watching his every movement. I’d judge her, but I’m no better, staring at him from across the yard.

I take a sip of my beer and try to cool my thoughts. A man is the last thing I need in my life right now. Especially a biker.

If I’m going to build a more stable life for Austin, I can’t be chasing love like my mom did. Things are complicated enough without adding lust to my problems.

“It’s different around here today.” I look around, pausing at where Austin and Bea are still playing.

The two of them have squirt guns now, and they’re in a battle with a couple of Jameson’s men. One must be Legacy because Bea is using him as a shield. He has the same dark-blond hair and bright-blue eyes she does.

“Yeah, it’s calmer around the compound when the guys are in lockdown.”

“It’s nice.”

She nods.

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