He tried to step into the room, but Hack pushed him back into the hallway. “We’ll be down in a few minutes.”
“I’m not saying I don’t trust you, but I’ll be waiting right here in case you lose track of time because the temptation is just too strong,” Breaker called through the door after Hack slammed it shut.
“Motherfucker,” Hack bit out, ignoring Breaker to turn back to me. His nostrils flared as he let out a puff of air, and his eyes softened. “Need you to get dressed now, baby. Not sure how long I can hold myself back from going back out there to kick his ass.”
I quickly tossed on my bra and shirt before fixing my leggings. Then I ran my fingers through my hair so it didn’t look as though I’d just rolled out of bed. When I was semi-presentable again, I padded across the room and stroked my hand down Hack’s chest. “You know Breaker is just pressing your buttons to get a rise out of you, right?”
His dark eyes narrowed, and he grabbed my hips in a tight grip. Pulling me close, he growled, “How the fuck do you know Breaker?”
“I don’t really know him.” I tilted my head back and stared up at him. “Link asked him to take me back home after everything went down with David Clark. I spent a grand total of maybe an hour around him and haven’t seen him since.”
A muscle jumped in his jaw. “I forgot Breaker was the one who had you on the back of his bike that night.” The gritty, dark tone he was using warned me that I needed to defuse this situation fast or Hack really would kill him.
“He drove my car,” I corrected with a soft smile. “I probably would’ve crashed if I’d been behind the wheel.”
Some of the tension drained from his body, and he released my hips to lace his fingers through mine. “I guess I won’t need to kill him then.” I inwardly sighed with relief. As hot as it was to see him get so jealous over me, we had enough problems to deal with right now.
“Yeah, it’s probably better if you don’t since you're both in the same MC and all.” I shook my head and laughed. When he went to open the door, I asked, “Do I need my shoes or purse?”
“As long as you have your room key, you’re good to go,” he assured me as he led me into the hallway.
“I’m sure any trace of you was already erased from every camera you passed on your way here,” Breaker added, jerking his thumb in Hack’s direction. “No way in hell would Hack run the risk of that dickwad finding you before he did. Or after.”
I grinned up at Hack while we waited for the elevator. “I guess I know how you earned your nickname, huh?”
“Yeah, my computer skills saved the Silver Saints a fuck ton of trouble when I was a prospect.” Breaker chuckled and mumbled something about how he could say that again under his breath, earning himself a glare from Hack. “But I’ve never appreciated how good I am at tracking shit down than I was tonight when I found you.”
“I bet,” Breaker mumbled, stumbling into the elevator when Hack shoved him from behind.
I giggled as we walked in after him, and Hack tucked me close to his side opposite the other man. His possessiveness was flattering—and a major turn-on. I pressed my thighs together and wished I’d thought to change my panties before we left my room. Between my orgasm and how hot being around Hack made me, the pair I was wearing were beyond drenched. Something I was hyperaware of when we walked into a room that was about twice the size of mine and full of bikers. I only recognized Dom, who jerked his chin in my direction before shifting his attention to Hack. “Benji dug up some shit.”
“That’s what this dipshit said when he came to get us.” Hack pointed his thumb at Breaker.
“Figured you’d want to get the intel from the source,” Dom added, pointing at the laptop on the table in the corner of the room.
Hack kept me anchored to his side as we crossed the room. After he pulled out a chair and sat down, he pulled me onto his lap. “What do you have for me, Benji?”
The guy on the screen was younger than the rest of the men in the room and looked shocked to see me staring back at him. “Uh, you sure you want me to share this shit in front of an outsider?”
“It’s not your place to question orders, prospect.” Hack pulled me tight against his chest. “But I’ll forgive it this once since you haven’t met Paisley yet. She’s mine.”
One of the guys I didn’t know dropped onto the chair across from us. “As long as we’re doing introductions, I’m Dax.”
“He’s our sergeant at arms,” Hack explained.
“And I’m Nova,” the other guy said as he leaned against the wall behind Dax.
“He’s an enforcer like Dom,” Hack added.
“Now that we’ve got that shit done, how about you fill Hack and Paisley in on what you found,” Dom commanded.
Benji shocked the crap out of me by announcing, “Internal affairs started an investigation into John Clark last month. They haven’t gotten far yet, but it looks like the district attorney wanted him looked into after they received information that led to the release of Sarah Weinstock.”
I gasped, twisting around to look up at Hack. “Do you think he knows about the investigation, and that’s part of why he was so angry with me?”
Hack quickly filled the guys in on what had set John Clark off and why he’d come knocking on my door. “We should’ve just killed the asshole and buried
