Page 5 of Brick's Redemption

“Made me a bit jealous,” Dagger added.

Oh. My. God. “I did not moan your name!”

“Babygirl, you not only moaned, you begged for more.” Brick’s grin was not only thoroughly pleased but wolfish. “And I’ll handle that soon enough.”

Dagger groaned. “Fuck. It’s Rosy Palm and her five sisters for me.”

I blinked. Huh?

Ohhhhhhhhh. My head dropped into my hands. I would never survive weeks with these two men. I’d go crazy.

“Don’t worry, Ginny. I’ll make sure you don’t hear.”

My hands dropped as I caught his chuckle. “You’re messing with me now.”

“You’re too sweet, Babygirl. It’s so easy.” Brick reached between the seats. His knuckles brushed along my cheek. “We’ve got your family covered. The club is watching out for them.”

“Promise?”

“Judge would never let anything happen to Hesh’s family,” Dagger answered. “None of us would.”

“And that’s why you’re with us. We’ve got eyes on your mom and Trig. They’re safe.”

I guess there wasn’t much else to argue about other than my loss of freedom. But it couldn’t last forever, right?

“So, how long are we doing this? A few days? A week?”

Please don’t say the whole month.

Brick’s tight smile conjured butterflies in my stomach before he spoke. I knew it wouldn’t be good.

“At the very least, weeks.”

Shit. “And if things don’t go the way your club is planning?”

“Months, Babygirl.”

He said it so calmly like this didn’t disrupt his life or Dagger’s. Would they resent me for this?

“I don’t think that’s fair to anyone in this car.”

Dagger shrugged. “It’s Judge’s orders. We deal with it.”

“Brick?”

“As long as I’m with you, I’m good.”

It finally began to sink into my sleepy brain. I wasn’t leaving the safe house for a long, long time.

And the worst part? I understood why it had to be this way.

I FELL ASLEEP AGAINin the quiet that followed our conversation. By the time I opened my eyes a second time, I saw the sun breaching the horizon in rays of glittery amber and gold. Warmth penetrated the once-dark interior, and now I felt it seeping into my bones, revitalizing my body as I sat up and rubbed the last remnants of sleep from my eyes.

“Where are we?”

“Close,” Brick answered as he drank from a Styrofoam cup of coffee.

We must have stopped to fill the gas tank recently. I could see the logo from a local chain on the side.

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