quickly. “If we were in true danger, he wouldn’t have let us come back to L.A.” I consider the situation more thoroughly. “Your father wants access to Canada. Something he can’t get without my club. Besides, he knows there are two Demon charters in this state that will rain down hellfire if anyone comes near us.”
“What about Vancouver? Are you safe up there?”
“I don’t see them wasting time tracking me down.” I tuck her hair behind her ear. “Even if I’m not here, I’ll always make sure you’re protected.”
“I know you will.” She licks her lips and glances down. “You were right.”
I don’t like the shift in her voice. “About what?”
“About Andrew.” She twists and rubs her fingers together. “Yesterday, after Cindy left. He…told me he’s…interested.”
“I knew it.” There’s no satisfaction that comes from being right. “And?”
“He admitted to trying to break us up by bringing girls on your bus. Claimed that he’s been obsessed with me for a long time.” She shrugs.
“Motherfucker.” I roll over and pull my nightstand drawer open.
Her soft fingers close over mine. “What are you doing?”
The weight of the revolver feels good in my hand. I’ve been itching to shoot this motherfucker for months.
I shake her off and straighten up. “I’m going to stop by Andrew’s place and blow a hole through his skull,” I answer with matter-of-fact calm.
“Chaser! That’s not funny.”
“Oh, I’m not joking, baby.”
“Chaser,” she protests again.
“Should’ve done it months ago. Already sat in a jail cell for it. Might as well get the satisfaction of actually putting a bullet in that disloyal asshole.”
“He’s your friend.”
My jaw drops and I stare at her. “Friends don’t tell my fiancée they want…whatever the fuck he told you.”
“True.” She hangs her head. “I don’t think he meant any of it.”
“Don’t make excuses for that piece of shit.” The fact that she’s even trying to excuse his behavior pisses me off even more. Sometimes she really is too sweet for her own damn good.
“I’m not,” she protests.
“Tell me everything.”
Fear enters her eyes. That bad, I guess.
“You kiss him?”
“No,” she whispers.
“But he tried to kiss you? Touch you?”
Silence.
“Are you fucking kidding me right now?” I roar, throwing the covers back and jumping out of the bed. I choke down a scream when my bandaged foot hits the ground.
“It was nothing.” She kneels up in the center of the bed and reaches for me. “Please.”
I drop the gun in the drawer and slam it shut.
My foot protests the weight I place on it as I hop to the bed and rest my knee on the mattress. “Nothing?”
She nods and bites her lip.
I grab her hips and drag her closer. “Nothing?”
Tears shine in her eyes. If nothing else, I’m going to strangle Andrew for the emotional roller coaster he’s put her through.
“You are not nothing. You’re my girl. My fiancée. Soon, you’ll be my wife. The mother of my children. You’re my whole world. My everything. No one touches what’s mine. No one hurts you.”
Her lips part but I cut her off before she makes a sound by pressing a finger against her lips. “Don’t make another excuse for that motherfucker.”
I slide my finger along her bottom lip. “Mine to kiss.” I swoop down and press my lips against hers hard enough to erase memories of anyone else. She moans into my mouth and drags her fingers through my hair. I grasp her hand, pinning it to her side.
“Chaser?” she whispers when I draw back.
Without answering, I slide my hand from her hip, between her legs, and cup her center. “Mine. To touch. Mine to lick. Mine to pleasure. Only mine.”
She rocks against my hand and I grab her hip, keeping her still. “Is that clear?”
“Show me,” she whispers.
I draw back and study her face. “Excuse me?”
Slowly, she lifts her gaze to mine. Challenge glitters in her eyes. “Prove it.”
“You chose a bad time to dare me, little dove.” I press my mouth against hers and use my weight to push her down to the mattress.
Mallory
One minute Chaser has me so frustrated I want to strangle him, and the next he has me pinned to the mattress. His arms resting on either side of my head, caging me in.
“Did you hear what I said?” he rasps.
“I heard everything you said tonight,” I whisper.
He closes his eyes for a brief moment.
I reach up and brush my fingertips over his cheek. “I’ve never…not for a minute have I felt that you’re not enough for me.”