Zorro (Reapers MC #16) - Elizabeth Knox Page 0,23
tries to gently remind me.
“He is, but I’ll be clearing out some people in his way.”
Frost scoffs lightly, “You’re just an impatient fucker who wants to get shit done and not wait around.” I don’t mistake how chastising her tone really is.
“Yeah, so? I was thinkin’ about talkin’ Zane into lettin’ you come with me too, but you had to go and get so pissy.”
“You’ll take me regardless. Too many others aren’t big fans of yours right now, like Axel and Grim.” She’s trying to poke fun at me. It’s almost adorable.
“Yeah, I know. Maybe one day they’ll be cool with me and their sister. I mean fuck . . . I . . . I was trying so hard to push her away, but . . . I can’t. I want her. Fuck, my cock is getting hard thinking about her right now. And she just dyed her hair again. Fuck, lookin’ like a damn Playboy Bunny.”
“I’m going to pretend I never heard that.” She fake gags, causing me to smile.
“You know I’m here if you need to talk about your own shit, right?” I say, hoping she realizes this isn’t a one-way street.
She nods once. “Yeah, and I hope you count on being my therapist for a while. I’ll need it.”
“You can pay me in beer and wings.”
“You got it,” she laughs lightly. I don’t have any siblings, but if I did, I hope Frost would’ve been the type of woman I had as a sister. Without a doubt I know she’ll come with me to Stonewall and aid me in whatever way I need. Since she worked with the FBI, I’m counting on some of her field work to aid in my mission.
Chapter Eleven
The person you are meant to be with will be fascinated by you . . . completely and breathtakingly fascinated by you.
~ Butterflies Rising
Ruby
A light peering into the bedroom causes me to sit up to see what the disturbance is. Zorro’s frame fills the doorway and he shuts the door behind him, closing the light with his movement. I turn on my side and flick on the lamp at our bedside to see him more clearly.
“I didn’t realize you were awake,” he says with a low tone, making sure I know he feels bad. At least fifteen hours must’ve come and gone. He told me to wait, said he’d be back before I knew it. What fucking bullshit.
“Sleeping isn’t coming easy,” my words come out harsher than I intend, but I could care less. I’m allowed to be frustrated with him right now.
“Yeah, well, Zane had me watching the guy who got left behind by the Corrupt Kings MC,” he says, running a hand over the back of his head.
Sitting up a little straighter, I really look at him. I’m focusing so hard on his features that I see the lines under his eyes and the exhaustion radiating off him. He’s had a long night and that’s for sure. “What happened yesterday?” I heard whispers while I was down in the bunker but I’m not someone who likes to listen to gossip. I’d rather have the facts, to know the cold, hard truth.
Zorro comes over to the edge of the bed and sits down, lets his back hit the mattress and looks up at the ceiling. “Long story short, Boomer didn’t know Cheyenne was working with the club. Guess he took it as a betrayal to him. Dude got fucking manic angry and shot Bull. He’s gonna be alright, but he’s on bedrest for a while.”
“Jesus . . . why does he have such a problem with her and the club?” I know I’m new to this, but I’d never be pissed at either one of my brothers if they decided to up and leave the club, join a new one, or whatever. Hell, I don’t even know if it works that way but it might.
Zorro shrugs his shoulders. “Honestly, I have no clue. I can tell you she wasn’t a fan of helping Alexa out when we rescued her. Not that she didn’t want to help Alexa, but she didn’t want to associate with an MC at all. I think there’s some shit Cheyenne hasn’t told us, and I have a gut feelin’ like everything is gonna be coming out of the woodwork.”
I narrow my eyes in on Zorro. “What does that even mean, she didn’t tell you stuff?”
Zorro sucks in a sharp breath. “Sweet girl, in this life people are always hiding