He ignores my silent plea. “I’ve gotta go.”
No. Stay with me. But that’s a selfish thought with all that his family is going through. “Okay.”
Hands intertwined, he leads me back to the edge of the path where people are watching the movie.
“I’ll see you Monday.” He tucks a strand of hair that he pulled out of my low ponytail behind my ear.
“Okay. But you should know. I plan on kissing you on Monday as well as talking to you.”
Rogue grins at me and touches his lips to mine all too quickly. “So noted. See you later, Peaches.”
Watching him walk away isn’t nearly as fun. He hops on his bike, gives me a little wave, and rides away.
Time to join Cordelia and Bear.
I turn towards the path back, and a little bit of red in the bushes by the light post catches my eye.
What is—
A red rose. Someone tossed a perfect long-stemmed red rose into the bushes.
Did he find me?
Was he watching us?
No. Stop. Your mind is playing tricks on you. I dash back to the safety of the group.
A Peach
Rogue
Bishop is waiting as I pull into my spot at the clubhouse.
“What’s going on?”
“Reaper’s out.”
Delightful. “What is our favorite person doing?”
“Sitting, staring at where Rhys set up shop. If anyone tries to go in, he steps in front of them.”
Is it too much to dream that I’m going to at least get to punch him in the face? Just once. I don’t have time to think about what just happened with Peaches, but whatever it was, she might be on the back of my bike very soon.
Something tells me she’s not going to be a fan of riding at first.
“There’s another thing, but it’s just a hunch.”
If Bishop has a hunch, you listen. “What is it?”
“The girl Reaper brought with him.”
It makes me angry even thinking about how he treated her. “What about her?”
“She hasn’t come out of their room once.”
That’s odd.
“I just have this feeling that he hurt her.”