Temper (Knights of Fury #3) - Chantal Fernando Page 0,17

their smorgasbord of lies. I flip him the bird when our eyes catch, his unimpressed expression worth it.

“Would you like something to eat?” Izzy asks, opening the door and letting me in. “I’ll give you a quick tour as we walk through.”

The clubhouse isn’t what I had imagined a bunch of bikers to live in. It’s extremely neat, with no clutter for one, and from the inside looks like a comfortable home anyone could easily live in.

“I’d love something to eat,” I admit to her as we step into the kitchen. I’d never tell Temper, but I’m starving. “So do you live here?”

“I actually live down the road,” she explains, opening the fridge and scanning the contents. “But I spend a lot of my time here with Renny. There’s last night’s pizza. Or I can order you something in if you like?”

“Pizza sounds great,” I tell her, my tummy rumbling. She heats us both some in the microwave, and we sit down at the table.

“So, you’re here with Temper but you’re not his woman?” she asks, eyes going wide. “You don’t have to answer,” she continues, noticing the scowl on my face. “I’m just wondering what the hell is going on here because I’ve never seen Temper give any woman the time of day before. And you don’t seem like you want to be here right now, but you’re not running, so what’s the deal?”

I have no idea how to answer her questions without giving the whole situation away, but I don’t want to lie to her. She seems nice, and I don’t think she’s going to let this go until she gets to the bottom of it.

“I went on one date with him,” I admit. “Which was last night. But no, we aren’t together or anything like that.”

She arches her brow, silently begging me to continue.

“Some shit went down last night,” I end up saying, and lick my suddenly dry lips. “And I happened to be there, and then Temper wasn’t sure if I’d be safe staying there or not, so he made me come here until it all blows over. So no, I don’t want to be here, but I don’t want to risk my family getting hurt if I head back home either.”

There. The truth, but I left out the part about her man killing someone, because apparently that’s not my business to tell her that.

“He made you come here?” she asks, eyes narrowing as she leans forward. “Like as in against your will?” She takes the pizza out of the microwave and hands me a plate with a slice.

I shrug and pick up my piece of pizza. “I definitely didn’t choose to be tied up and thrown into a car with random men.”

Izzy’s eyes widen and her mouth slips open. “Are you fucking kidding me? Renny!” she yells out, standing up and storming out of the kitchen.

Oops. Temper said not to tell her about what Renny did, but he never said I couldn’t tell her the truth about how I got here.

I hope she yells at Temper, too.

I finish the piece of pizza before she returns with Renny at her side. “You can’t just kidnap a woman! What the hell were you guys thinking? You guys honestly can’t be left alone, can you? What is wrong with you all?”

She continues ranting at him, all while he gives me a look that clearly says thanks a lot for that, Abbie.

I shrug again. It’s the truth, so I shouldn’t feel guilty about getting him in trouble with his missus. At least she’s not like them, and clearly has a conscience and morals.

“You must have been terrified,” she says, sitting back down and studying me. “You are safe, though, and you have my word on that, okay? No one is going to hurt you here.”

Temper told me as much, and I do believe him, but it’s nice to be reassured by her and to feel like I have someone on my side. “Thank you.”

“You’ll need clothes and toiletries,” she says, glancing up at Renny. “I don’t know how the hell I’m supposed to