“Mindy will be here tonight.”
“Good. We can plot on how we’re going to get away from the prospects they’re gonna put on us. I want in on the action.”
“I’m fucking in. I’ll get Mindy in on it. Get her to drive my car here.”
I shoot Mindy a text.
Lilly: Get Linc to let you drive my car. My keys are in my room at the club house.
Mindy: What are you up to, Lil? Whatever it is, I’m in.
I grin mischievously at Raven. “She’s in.”
“Hell yeah. Okay, how many exits are in this house?” she asks.
“Uhh. Four, I think.”
“Okay, we know there’s going to be prospects at every door, so we’re probably going to have to find a window to go out of.”
“A downstairs one, preferably.”
“No shit,” Raven says, rolling her eyes.
“I’m just saying, we won’t be any use if we have brokenankles.”
“You’re telling me.”
“Wait…have you done this before?” I ask.
“What? Snuck away from prospects watching me? I don’t know what ever would have given you that idea.” Raven feigns innocence.
“I knew I liked you for a good reason. If we’re going to get involved, we’re going to need weapons. I have a pistol. Do you?”
Raven lifts the back of her shirt, revealing the piece that is tucked into her back.
“Never leave home without it.” Raven beams, tugging her shirt back down. She has it concealed perfectly because I would never have known it was there had she not shown it to me.
“I’m all for going after them, but what exactlyarewe going to do?” I ask. The more I thought about it, the more dangerous it sounded. It also sounds like Cass is going to be livid, but I can’t just sit back and do nothing. These men are willing to go to war to protect me and the other women, then we should be willing to do the same, shouldn’t we?
“I haven’t quite figured that part out yet.”
“Oh. That’s reassuring. Maybe we should just hang back here and see how things pan out.” My suggestion is met with a questioning eyebrow raised in my direction.
“Ready to back out already?”
“No. I just don’t want to distract the guys from what it is they’re there to do.”
“And how exactly would you distract us?” Cass’s voicebooms from the doorway, making both of us jump at the sudden and unexpected noise.
We stare at Cass, who’s walking toward us with Micah right beside him.
Shit.
“Uhh…with our bodies?” I ask, putting on my best fake grin.
“Mmhmm. I see. I’msurethat’s what you were talking about.” Cass’s tone is neutral and he doesn’t seem angry, which I find odd. Surely it would piss him off that we were considering interjecting ourselves into a club war.
“It was,” Raven says, stepping up.