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“Are you sure?” she asks nervously, and I nod before I can change my mind.

She does as I ask and, for a moment, the usual fear kicks in but I force myself to ignore it. Her hands are small and soft, her touch light. It’s so far removed from the painful touch I fear. I glide in and out of her, savoring how our bodies fit together, and we fuck slowly. As I feel myself getting closer, I start to move faster, taking her hands and holding them above her head in one of mine. I don’t want to push my luck the first time and lose control, she feels too good, and I know my concentration will be off.

“You’re incredible,” I state, looking at her perfect body beneath me.

“Gunner, I’m close,” she moans as I fuck her.

I feel her cumming hard over my cock and it sends me over the edge too. I know in that moment I’m lost. Skye has me, heart and soul.

I roll over to lie next to her. A moment later she moves as if to leave.

“Don’t go. Stay with me tonight,” I ask.

She looks at me in surprise. “Are you sure?”

“Yes. I won’t hurt you, I promise,” I say gesturing for her to lie in the crook of my arm.

She lies down next to me, and I pull her in close, so her head is resting on my chest. It feels as natural as breathing even though I haven’t done this in years. With Skye in my arms, I fall into a deep dreamless sleep for the first time since I went to war.

Chapter 20

Angel

It’s early and after last night’s drinking session, we’re all feeling a little rough around the edges this morning. A bleary-eyed Buzz strolls into the communal living space where Drifter and I are already drinking hot cups of strong black coffee. He makes himself a cup before speaking, we know better than to try to get a word out of him before he’s had a sip, so for a moment we all drink our coffee in silence.

Once the coffee starts working its magic, Buzz looks up seemingly to only now notice one of us is missing. “Where’s Gunner? Thought he’d be the first one up since he came to bed early.”

“No idea, after he went to bed the rest of the night’s a bit of a blur,” Drifter groans.

I shrug, “Probably still sleeping, we’ll wake him up in a moment if he’s still not up.”

Gunner seemed out of sorts last night when he rushed off to bed, we all put it down to Brewer’s death but there’s more to it than that, I’m sure. When Skye sat back at the table with us, she too seemed off, she said Veronica had been rude to her and Gunner, which explains it to some extent, but I got the impression she wasn’t telling us everything. We’d literally had to carry her to bed after one too many shots so none of us are expecting her to surface before we leave.

“So, we’re all clear on the plan today?” I ask looking at them both.

“Yep, though I’m not sure why we think today is gonna be any more fruitful than the other times we’ve tried to speak with Anderson,” Buzz replies.

Since we ambushed him at the charity gala, Bill Anderson has been very careful not to let us anywhere near him. He’s upped the security at his offices and there’s a continual stream of cops who move us along if we try to wait for him outside.

“Probably not, but we’ve got to keep putting the pressure on, let him know we aren’t going to back down or go away just because he ignores us. We’ve got a 10 am meeting with Brewer’s lawyer so we can find out more about what legal avenues are available to us, but with Bill keeping a tight lid on his involvement and the fact that he no doubt has rock-solid alibis for all the nights the Demon Riders have come after us, there’s not a lot we can do,” I reply with a sigh.

“I think it’s high time we get Ron involved,” Drifter says.

Ron West is a private investigator that we’ve used in the past and had good results with. He could be the secret weapon we need to help us unveil Bill’s connection to the Demon Riders MC and involvement in this scheme to take him down.

“I think you’re right. Usually, I’d be all for taking Bill Anderson down the old-fashioned way. But since he’s so high profile and the cops are already sniffing around there’s no way we’d get away with it and I’d rather not spend the rest of my life in jail,” I reply.

We don’t say it but I’m sure the others are thinking the same thing as me. I also don’t want to lose Skye, not now we’ve finally found her. Jail time means leaving her behind, something none of us can bear the thought of doing. We haven’t known her long, but already, we don’t want to lose whatever it is we have with her.

The others nod in agreement. “Come on, let’s go wake Gunner up, we’ve got a long day ahead of us,” Buzz says, downing the remainder of his coffee.

To say we are shocked when we enter Gunner’s room would be an understatement. All three of us have to pick our jaws up off the floor as we walk in to find him in bed with a sleeping Skye next to him. She’s fast asleep, her head cradled in the crook of Gunner’s arm and a hand gently resting on his chest as she cuddles in close.

“Sorry guys, I didn’t want to wake her. I’ll be out in just a moment,” he whispers, gently trying to extricate himself without waking her.

We stand there mutely, dumbfounded by the sight for a moment before nodding and backing out of his room.

“Well… that was… something,” Drifter says, his voice as confused as I feel as we wait in the corridor.

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