me so I think I can figure it out, Badge, but thanks for your concern.”
I opened my mouth to retort, but Luther raised a hand to halt me. “That’s enough. You’re giving me a headache. I’ve delivered my orders, now don’t question me on them or I’ll consider making you stay home, Fox.”
For fuck’s sake.
I sealed my lips tight, just knowing he’d do it.
“Good,” Luther said with a satisfied smile. “Now grab some chairs and sit down. We’re gonna make a plan to catch Shawn Mackenzie and skin him alive.”
T he Oasis had always been this taboo place from my childhood. Pretty much the one and only place in the whole of Sunset Cove where the five of us didn't fuck around or pull stunts, break into, or generally use to our advantage. It was the heart of the Harlequin Crew, therefore none of us had wanted a thing to do with it. So strolling in through the front door on the arm of their prince with their king right beside us was something of a mindfuck to say the least.
Every gang member in attendance cheered as they spotted us and I fought a blush at the attention, not least because I was the only woman in the entire place, so I was getting more than my fair share of curious looks.
Since Luther had sworn me in, I hadn't exactly spent much time among the rest of the gang and if I was being totally honest, the amount of men in attendance here had my head spinning. Fuck, there were a lot of them. And I had no goddamn idea what they must have been thinking about me. But then I remembered that I didn't give a shit and the whole thing seemed a lot less intimidating.
It was hot today, summer was in full swing and we were officially into the second week of a heatwave, so I'd chosen to wear a playsuit instead of a dress. It was pale blue with little pink flowers embroidered onto it and my ass wasn't entirely contained within the shorts, but I was cool with that. The top half of it was strappy and the material thin and despite Fox's protests, I wasn't wearing a Kevlar. There was no fucking way I could have gotten away with wearing it unnoticed and if Shawn was sending scouts ahead of him, then seeing me decked out in a bullet proof vest would be a pretty obvious giveaway to let them know we were on to them.
And lucky for me, Luther agreed, so I was currently on the arm of one angry badger as standard, but I looked freaking cute in my outfit, so I gave no shits. I'd paired the bodysuit with some white tennis shoes, forgoing heels. I was almost certain I'd never wear high heels again after being trapped in them for hours inside that fucking safe, and I definitely wasn't going to risk wearing some when there was a chance Shawn might start chasing me again. Nope, this time I'd be ready to run or dick kick or do whatever the hell I needed to so far as footwear went.
The guys were dressed up in their best jeans and smart shirt combos which was about as fancy as the dudes around here ever got and I was not so secretly eye fucking my two old friends. Fox’s ink seemed gilded on his muscular arms tonight, the deep brown shirt he was wearing doing his tan all kinds of favours. And JJ had opted for white which coupled with his ink black hair and the devilish look in his eyes made me want to lick him. I mean, I always kinda wanted to lick him, but right now I was up for doing it slowly and repeatedly and in all the best ways.
Harlequins flocked around Luther and Fox, wanting their face time with the bosses and I quickly slipped away from them, taking JJ's arm as he led me to the bar at the back of the open room.
There was aircon pumping in here, but amongst the press of bodies it was still hot, so I was more than glad to escape for a drink.
The Oasis wasn't as terrifying as my imagination had conjured. The place was huge and built with white wood, the downstairs dedicated to this communal bar area, with tables dotted around and a few pool tables off to the right of the bar. A balcony ran over the bar