Page 37 of Sheltered By Love

Chapter Seven

Zane

From outside my backdoor, phone pressed against my ear, I keep my eyes on Nicki as she stares up at the guttering.

Her dropping around unexpectantly is going to make an already complicated situation even harder.

If she notices the cameras, she’ll have informed everyone she talks to by this time tomorrow.

Felicity sounds breathless as she answers. “Felicity speaking.”

“It’s me.”

She pauses. “Where are you?”

“Around the back of my place waiting for her to leave.”

And if she doesn’t soon, we’re going to have a problem.

“I need to get Roger inside.”

Her damn rabbit is the last thing I’m thinking about. I need to get in place before Levi and Jax do.

“Can Garrett do anything about her nosing around?”

“He can’t arrest her if that’s what you mean?”

She laughs. “I meant talk to her. Let her know how serious it is.”

“Nicki has got the biggest mouth in the Bay. One whiff that this is about the burglaries and it won’t matter if Garrett talks to her.”

She sighs. “Is she gone yet? I need to dish the pasta up before it turns into glue,” she says.

Thankfully, Nicki has gotten tired of waiting for Felicity to come back out, or invite her in.

Not so great, she’s heading in my direction. “She’s coming here. I need to go inside. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

I don’t wait for her to answer, just haul ass inside so I can make it to the front door before she does.

I grab a beer from the fridge and pause to plaster a pissed-off expression on my face just before she knocks.

I open the door and growl at her. “What?”

She spies the beer in my hand, and just like always pushes her way inside my house.

“Thanks. A beer would be great.”

I grunt at her. I’m in no mood to play nice. Her dropping around to say hello when Levi is here is different.

“I wasn’t offering. What do you want?”

Her eyebrow arches and she pauses midway to the kitchen. “Felicity’s acting weirder than usual. Do you know why?”

I glower at her. If I’m not careful I’ll blow this. “No idea. Nothing to do with me.”

Her eyebrows narrow. “Are you sure about that?”

I squeeze the beer can so hard it makes a crunking sound. “She’s my tenant.”

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