“Any news?” Mayven asks Roper but locks her eyes on me next. “What did you do? I know you said something before you left. She cried. She hardly ever cries. What did you say?”
“Get in May’s car, drive for a few miles and wait for me if you want to change your life.” That’s what I said before I left. She listened. I kidnapped. But it’s not something I can share with my sister, even if Kadence is her best friend and the reason the woman crawled underneath my fucking skin.
In this case it’s a good alibi; for the outside world it seems like we go head to head at every turn. Why would I have something to do with her disappearance when we obviously bump heads?
“I did, and said, shit,” I grumble. “She’s the one always running for the hills, so don’t look at me.”
Another thing making the part believable where she left on her own free will. Kadence ran from her brother’s MC weeks ago, and came here to see my sister. It’s working in our favor how she got in May’s car again and hit the road.
Alfie stalks out of church carrying a laptop in one hand. “She drove off. She just got into May’s car and drove off by herself.”
Yup. I did mention solid alibies all around, right?
“So, she’s not missing? Like I said…she runs. She did the exact same thing to her brother when she showed up here. Hell, she could have just headed home instead of waiting for her brother to show up. She knows there’s no way out of the deal Rowen made and she knows she can’t stay here.” I shrug. “Now, can we all get back to work?”
I turn and head for the door.
“Just hang the fuck on, Colt,” Weston snaps and I spin around to face him. “Are you sure you’re not involved? You didn’t tell her to run, or offer her a way out?”
I shrug, something I always do and it allows me to be indifferent or allows me time to either think about how to answer or not answer at all. In this case I need a few extra seconds to be aware of what words I offer him in reply.
Finally settling with, “I didn’t tell her to run. I did tell her if she stayed, I would fuck her in every hole her body possessed. Maybe that sent her running.”
Alfie barks out a laugh. “No shit? You really told her that?”
I shoot him a grin. “Sure did.”
And I remember all too vividly how a shiver went through her when I whispered those words right beside her ear a few days ago. Yeah, for sure it sent her running; straight into my arms. I thought it would scare her off but she launched herself at me instead.
In fact, it was me who did the running…I turned on my heel and left the room. I guess in the end she turned the tables on me, and I fucking loved that. And the thought of having her gagged and restrained–waiting for me–in my bed is driving me insane. I need to get back to her.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” Weston grumbles and takes out his phone, jabs his finger against the screen, and holds it to his ear. “Rowen. Weston here. No. We have no damn clue. Security tape shows she got into May’s car and drove off. Sure. Yeah. Want our help looking? Fine.” He jams his phone back in his pocket as he mutters, “Fucking asshole.”
“Everything okay?” Roper questions.
“Alfie, email the part where she gets in her car and drives off to Rowen,” Weston orders before he directs his attention to Roper. “Yeah. All is good. Rowen said his sister’s a brat who always runs when shit gets hard. She’ll turn up sooner or later.” Weston’s gaze slides over everyone until it lands on me. “And if she does turn up here, we’re going to tie her up and send her home. Understood?”
“Tie her up and bring her home. You got it, Prez,” I tell him in all sincerity, since I’ve already done both…I have her restrained and in my home.
He turns his attention to Roper again and I take this opportunity to slide out of the clubhouse and head for my cabin. Time to see how Kadence is doing. I’m betting she’s pretty pissed because she sure as hell didn’t expect me to keep her gagged, restrained, and hidden in my bunker.
But with her being an unpredictable, headstrong, feisty, dynamite bundle of a woman, I really didn’t have a choice in the matter. She’s a proud one with a load of self-respect. I mean, you have to possess a lot of inner strength to pull through what this woman has endured for the past few weeks.
First, she lost her father, the former president of Deranged Hounds MC. He was murdered by a few of his own men who stole money and property from the club. Then her mother killed herself on the day of her father’s funeral.
And then there’s her brother, Rowen, who fucking gave his own sister to one of his guys to smooth over a dispute within his MC. Using it also as a way to tie Kadence to the club. It’s insane. Degrading. Disrespectful, and in no way tolerable.
It takes a few minutes to get to my cabin. The first thing I have to do is put my horse, Cavier, into the paddock. He needs to stretch his legs. He’s a very stubborn Cremello horse with blue eyes. I saved him when he was two years old. He was in an accident where the trailer he was in
