get cleaned up and climb out, drying off side by side before dressing.
I watch him as I slip into a pair of short sleep shorts and a tank top before blasting my hair with the hairdryer until it’s sleek and shiny.
By the time I’m done, he’s on the end of the bed with his head in his hands.
“Hey,” I say, sitting next to him. He slides his large hand over my thigh, against my bare skin.
“I don’t know where to go from here,” he admits without looking at me.
“Then don’t go anywhere. Stay here with me.”
He lifts his head and stares at me, guilt in his eyes. “I could have killed you. If you had moved, even an inch to the left, you’d have been dead.”
“But I didn’t, and because of you, I was able to bring him down. I’m not sorry he’s going to rot in jail, but I am sorry that you got hurt in the process,” I tell him, biting my lip. Zodiac might be a dick of epic proportions, but he was still his father.
“Jesus, is that what you think? He tried to have the woman I love killed. He tried to kill Jude, and as much as I’m pissed at him right now, I don’t want him dead. The only reason I didn’t lose my shit and kill Zodiac last night was that you asked me to trust you. So I did.”
“I’m still sorry it all played out the way it did. I couldn’t risk letting you in on the plan though, I’m sorry.”
“No, Red, don’t you dare fucking apologize. Not for any of it. I’m…” he rubs his hand over his face before looking back at me, “I’m just waiting for you to come to your senses and tell me to go.”
“Yeah, that’s not gonna happen, sorry to disappoint you. You’re stuck with me now, even if I have to tie you to my bed and keep you as my sex slave.”
“Well, I can’t refuse an offer like that now, can I?” He leans toward me and kisses me, his hand sliding up the inside of my thigh.
“No, down boy. If I don’t eat something before we start again, I’m going to die. And I’d kinda like to make it to my birthday tomorrow.” I stand and offer him my hand. “Feed me, then fuck me, deal?”
He slips his hand in mine. “Deal, nice doing business with you. And FYI, as a birthday treat, I’m willing to accept the terms of being your sex slave. My gift to you.” He winks.
“Best present ever.” I grin.
My phone chooses that moment to ring, making me groan.
He laughs. “Ah, the joys of being the boss.”
“Yeah about that, are you okay with this?”
“What, being bossed around? As long as when we’re in the bedroom I’m the boss, then yeah, I’m game. I never wanted the crown anyway.”
I smile, relieved, and answer the phone.
“Hey, Baker, what’s up?”
“There are some people here to see you, V.”
I frown and glance at the clock on my bedside table.
“Baker, it’s eleven pm,” I remind him.
There’s a noise on the other end before Wyatt’s voice comes over the line. “Viddy, you’re going to want to see this,” he tells me softly, then hangs up.
Urgh, I hate it when he does that. He’s lucky he’s going home in a few days, or I would kick his ass.
“Come on, seems someone needs to talk to me, and they have decided that the middle of the night is the best time to do it.”
I make my way toward the living area where the voices are coming from, Kai beside me holding my hand as we step into the warmly lit room, and I’m hit by a battering ram. Kai grabs me before I can go flying, thankfully, but I wrap my arms tightly around the person who tried to put me on my ass.
When she pulls back, I see tears in her eyes. “Viddy,” she says a touch too softly.
“Megan.” I smile, wiping her cheeks.
I hear a scuffle and see two men trying to hold back a third. I take in their leather jackets and quickly realize these guys are bikers, and not just any bikers, but Chaos Demons, the same club that hurt Megan.
I shove her behind me protectively and growl. “What the fuck are you doing here?”
That sets my men on guard. Seeing that I deem them hostile, they draw their weapons and aim.
“Viddy, stop, they aren’t hurting me. These are my men,” Megan yells,