Page 41 of Three Hearts on the Line

“Your safety is the point. JJ’s when he’s here.”

“Yours,” I added softly.

“Don’t worry about me.”

Reaching up, I brushed my fingers over his cheek. “Your mom invited me to dinner on Wednesday when we were on our way here. You too, JJ.”

A smile lit Greer’s face. “It will be nice having you both there.”

JJ took a seat next to me. “I can come to dinner.”

Greer kissed me, kissed JJ, then handed me a gun. “I’ll be back.”

“Take that with you. I have my own in the safe.”

“Then go get it before I leave. I want you armed, not having to worry about fucking around with the code to get your gun.”

“It has biometrics.”

He smiled. “Of course it does. Pey’s coming with me. I’m going to drop him off at home so he can drive Dom’s Jeep back to the club.”

“You can drive him back there. We’ll be fine.”

Greer shook his head. “My place is with you and JJ.”

He gave me another kiss and was out the door after I got my gun, his brother already outside waiting for him.

17

JJ

The house was quiet after Greer and Peyton left. A gun sat on the coffee table in front of us. I leaned against Dexen, uneasy about the thought of someone being in his home. All we had was part of a shoe on video, nothing we could go off of to find the person.

I wondered if I was the reason his house was broken into. It wasn’t Greer. I didn’t think he’d have enemies who’d come after him. It was coincidental the break-ins started after Greer changed the security system. Me, I was the one with the wrong connections. Since my dad had me followed, I had to wonder who else followed me. Could one of his rivals have done it?

Fingers went into my hair, nails raking gently over my scalp. I dissolved into a puddle on the sectional. “It’s not your fault, Jordan,” Dexen said quietly. “And before you ask how I knew that was what you were thinking, I felt you tense.” A shiver went through me at his use of my full name. It always got to me in the best way.

“They could be after you by association. I’ve had many attempts on my life. Maybe they’re coming for you now.” The words were out of my mouth before I had time to digest them. The thought made me sick.

“I’m fine. No one is going to hurt me. Besides, from what Greer said, it sounds like this person wants to scare me, prove I’m accessible. If they wanted to kill me, they could when I’m sleeping. They can obviously get into my house. They don’t care that the alarm goes off.”

“You should stay at the fortress with Greer until this is resolved.”

“I’m not being chased from my home. Besides, I can handle myself.” He could one-on-one. We didn’t know if this person was working alone or with another.

“You’re going to have to tell X.”

He sighed, his fingers still moving over my scalp. “I know. I will, just not tonight.”

We stayed like that on the couch for a while until headlights hit the windows as Greer parked his SUV between the garage and the house. He entered the front door and went to work with the tool he needed to detect listening devices, which he found none of. He also changed the password on the system, just in case. It was late by the time he was done and sitting with us.

My stomach growled. “Do you have anything to eat?”

He waved toward the kitchen. “You know where I keep things.”

I stood and walked from the room, leaving the two of them to talk. Dexen wasn’t worried enough and Greer was worried too much. I had to be the voice of reason between them. How did I do that when I was as concerned as Greer was?

In the pantry I found a mixture of the health food X loved and a bunch of easily made meals for Dexen. He ate at the club often, so he got good nutrition there and when X was here. Left to his own devices, he’d probably eat as well as Junior did. Junior ate junk food like it was a competition. I had no clue he was like that until I started spending time at Greer’s. I would have never guessed. Junior was a bottomless pit, not gaining weight from all the shit he ate.

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