Rainbow (Ruthless Kings MC Baton Rouge #1) - K.L. Savage Page 0,42

have never seen before grabs my arm and I drop my attention to his patch.

Puzzle.

“I’m going to go look for him.” I yank my arm out of his grip, not liking how the muscle aches.

“You can’t go out there in this,” Lye says as he mops up the water off the floor. “You’ll end up getting yourself killed.”

“I’m not staying here while he’s out there! I’m going to look for him, and there isn’t a damn thing any of you can do to stop me.” I begin walking again, and another hand stops me.

Okay, now it’s me who’s about to throw some punches.

“Let me go, or I swear I’ll stab a syringe in your—oh.” I stop short when I see Mime’s watering eyes pleading with me. He hits his chest with his palm, then mine, and points out the door. “You want to come with me?”

He nods, and the movement causes a tear to dislodge from his eye.

“Yeah, okay. Let me try to find something that will fit,” I say, my voice distant.

“I should have something,” A guy too pretty to be a biker smiles at me. “I fucked someone your size a few weeks ago, and he left a pair of shorts here.”

“Jesus, Cosmo,” Prez hisses.

“What? I’m just saying—”

“He can’t leave. Rainbow would never allow—”

“—It isn’t up to you to keep me here. So what are you going to do? Drown me?” I sneer at the President of the Ruthless Kings.

“Drown… what are you talking about?”

“Nothing. I’m going, and everyone here should be going, too. Cosmo? Those shorts?”

“They are kind of… short.”

“I expect nothing less,” I exhale and wait for him to bring the shorts out of his room.

A tug on my arm has me turning to see Mime. He mouths, “Thank you” to me.

“He’s okay,” I tell him and lay my hand gently over his, his fingers pulling against the skin of my arm. “He survived a fire. He’ll survive water too.”

“Here you go.” Cosmo comes out of the room, his cheeks tinting a faint pink as he hands over the silver sequined shorts.

I pucker my lips. “Are you kidding me?”

“I said they were short.”

“You didn’t say they were for show business.” They will have to do, considering Rainbow’s keep falling down my hips. I roll my eyes and head to Rainbow’s room. “I’ll be out in a second. Mime, gather any medical supplies you have.”

He gives me a curt nod and runs through the open space while I don’t pay any mind to the men in the living room. I lean my back against the door to shut it and close my eyes to gather myself. I have to stay calm and keep my head.

I have to find him.

He’s the only one that’s made me feel safe. He’s the only one that’s made me feel happiness and acceptance.

Ever.

I have to know where this can go.

Because it could be really beautiful, I think.

I slip off the shorts and shimmy on the silver jean shorts next. Good god, Cosmo has to sleep with strippers if this is their outfit. No judgments.

I swing the door open, and Mime is standing there with a bag in his hand. His eyes widen when he sees the shorts and Cosmo whistles.

“Damn, legs. If Rainbow and you don’t work out, call me.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t make jokes when your friend could be floating dead in the river,” I snap, irritable that no one is taking this more seriously. “It’s like you’re so used to people dying.” After the words leave my mouth, I realize how true they are. “Regardless, I’m searching for him, and I’m bringing him back. Dead or alive.”

“I’m coming with you too,” Jokester says. “Everyone else stays here. Keep everything locked down.”

“He’ll come home if he’s alive,” Puzzle says slowly. “No need to risk our lives in this weather for a guy that—”

“For a guy that what?” I go to approach him and Mime’s arm slings against my chest to stop me.

“The guy is our brother. Our VP. You’ll show a little more respect, Puzzle.”

Puzzle grunts and gives me a disgusting curl of his lip before disappearing into the kitchen. The way he sounded, the way he looked at me, has a shiver running down my spine. “Let’s go,” I snag a jacket, uncaring whose it is, and shrug it on.

I feel everyone’s eyes on me as I leave. The wind and rain smash against my legs, making me cold—damn shorts. I look like a hooker in these.

“We’ll take the truck. We’ll

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