Page 127 of Full Throttle

“You don’t get to make that call,” Lee growled, slowly rising from his seat.

“It’s done, brother,” Dontell said, pushing off the car. They were toe to toe now.

“Fuck,” I grumbled and began working to lay Nik down on the seat. I pulled off my hoodie, making a pillow for her, and once she was settled, I turned back to the street racers. I put my hands on both of their shoulders.

“Enough,” I ordered. “We don’t need to do this now. We don’t know if anything is going to go south.”

Dontell’s eyes met mine, and I wasn’t looking at the funny, easy-going man everyone knew. I was looking at the man who had to fight tooth and damn nail for the life he had now. The man who wasn’t afraid to cover his hands in blood to protect the ones he loved. “It's done. Jer knows,” he declared and looked back to Leon. “So does James.”

“Gentlemen,” a gravelly voice said.

The three of us looked over to find Grayson standing between the Toyota and Mazda. “We’ll be landing in just a few minutes. We’ll be dropping you outside of the city,” he told us.

My eyes held his, and I ground out, “Wonderful,” through my clenched teeth.

He remained perfectly still, unfazed by me and everyone else on this fucking plane. “I suggest you wake up Mina and Dominique. The landing might be a bit rough.”

I didn’t like their names in his fucking mouth.

“Noted,” Dontell muttered, but as he made his move to go back to Mina, Lee’s hand gripped his bicep.

“Whatever plan you have, it’s canceled. You hear me?” he growled.

“Lee, this isn’t your—”

“The fuck it isn’t,” he barked, gripping Dontell’s shirt. “My sister is in your bed, and my fucking niece is down the fucking hall. You love them both. Don’t you fucking dare leave them. Don’t you dare leave them and force me to mend that fucking hole. You get me?”

D’s eyes softened. “Who in the hell do you think I’m doing this for?” he asked softly. He looked over to Mina, who was sleeping soundly. “I vowed to protect both of them with everything I have, and that’s exactly what I plan on doing, Lee.”

“Gentlemen,” Grayson called.

I looked at him. “We heard you,” I spat.

Xander, who was watching everything from behind the bounty hunter, tilted his head. Collin was nowhere to be found, most likely in the cockpit.

When I looked back to Grayson, he was still staring at me, giving nothing away. “Strap in,” he ordered then turned, heading in the cockpit.

“I’m gonna put a bullet in his foot,” I declared.

“I’m gonna put a bullet in D’s fucking foot,” Lee clipped, shoving our friend away. He pointed at his face. “I’ll fucking kill you myself if that’s what you want.”

Dontell looked at Leon and then to me. “Strap in. We’re landing soon.”

I watched as Nik backed the Mazda out of the plane, joining the rest of us in the rain, dark clouds looming above us. I revved my engine as she parked beside me. Leon was on my left, Mina beside him, and Dontell on the other side of Mina. Xander strode out of the plane, walking by Grayson, who was standing in the mouth of the plane on the edge of the door, his stance wide. My eyes narrowed with Xander turned back around to say something Grayson.

“Everyone hear me?” Collin asked, his voice in my ear. “Sound off.”

“Cain,” I stated.

“Dontell.”

“Mina.”

“Lee.”

“Nikki,” my clover girl said, her voice soft in my ear.

“Xander,” my brother said, turning away from Grayson.

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