Page 64 of Devil's Due

“They’ll kill me.”

I can’t deny the possibility, so I ignore it.

“The Wretched Soulz tried to run me down? Set fire to my house?”

“I wouldn’t think so, Stevie. They might want the problem with the Warped Jokers to go away, but I don’t think they’d get their hands dirty. I’d place my bet we’ve got some Jokers in town.”

Her shiver isn’t due to the chill that’s descended in the room.

“They’re the ones who found me? I don’t understand how.”

“Neither do we. But they did. Somehow, somewhere, the Jokers have got information they shouldn’t have. But they’re not going to find you.” I put emphasis on the final sentence, then take a moment to explain our plan. That for all intents and purposes I’m living here alone, and that when anyone comes she’ll remain out of sight. That the story will be she’s gone to the marshals and left town.

“The marshals will know that’s not true. What if the leak comes from them?”

Sighing deeply, I realise I can give no guarantees. “All we can do is our best, Stevie. Yeah, we’re reacting rather than dictating the situation as we don’t know where the threat’s coming from, but believe this, everything we’re doing is designed to ensure your safety.”

She’s quiet for a moment, then her hand reaches for mine. I meet her halfway. “I wouldn’t be here now if it wasn’t for you, Beef. I’m just worried how I’ve pulled you into this. What if they don’t believe your story? What if they come here and hurtyou?”

I move her hand until she can feel the bulging muscles in my arm. “I can look after myself, babe. And you.”

She’s quiet for a few minutes, taking in what I’ve told her, reading between the lines of what I haven’t said. That in continuing to protect her, the Satan’s Devils are pitting themselves against the dominant club. I really wish I could speak to Drummer, get his take on events. In my heart I’m sure I’m going in the direction he’d be taking. In my head, I want to be certain. But I need to let Demon assume the lead. It’s not my place to approach the mother chapter prez. Unless… As Stevie stays quiet, I realise I am here as Drummer’s enforcer. If I don’t think things are being done the right way, I can alert him to any problems. But first, Demon has to make a mistake, and so far, I can’t criticise him.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Of course you can.”

“Will you come to bed with me?”

Fuck! I didn’t expect her to ask that. Immediately my cock goes from the zero it’s been at for this serious discussion to eighty. It feels impossibly hard, obviously eager to get inside her. But is that really what she’s asking?

“Darlin’, what is it you want?” She shifts as though feeling awkward, but my arms keep her imprisoned. “Speak to me,” I encourage.

“I don’t want to be alone. I just want to be held, like this, all night.”

Christ! That will fucking kill me.“I can do that.”

She swallows. “If you wanted to make love…”

“Darlin’, I’m not going to push you to do anything you don’t want. But I have to warn you, I’m a biker. I don’t make love. I fuck.” I got stuck in that trap with Sally. Had I warned her about my needs from the start, she and I may have recognised our incompatibilities and the whole darn mess wouldn’t have got off the ground.

Stevie grins. “You know, you’re not putting me off.”

I’m not?For once I’m glad she’s blind and can’t see me grinning like a fucking loon. Jeez, but my cock wants in her. A few deep breaths, a stern mental admonishment to that traitorous part of my body, and my head is back in control. “I’ll keep you company, Stevie, but that’s it. Much as I wouldn’t want to turn down any offer, I can’t afford any distractions. Not when my job is to keep you safe.”Mad fool,says my cock.

She stands, picking up her makeshift cane in her hand. “I’m just paying a visit to the bathroom.”

I stand as well. While the outside of the cabin is always dark to her, at night unseen dangers can lurk. She nods as she hears my footsteps following her. I stand by the door, eyes scanning for any wildlife that might be a risk, waiting patiently until she returns. Once she’s safely back inside, I look down at her, my fingers of one hand curled around her shoulder, those of the other taking the liberty of stroking her hair.

“Go to bed, Stevie.”

“Will…?”

“I’ll be there in a moment.”

I watch as she walks across the room to the stairs, then as she makes her way up, trying to keep my eyes off the way her ass flexes as she takes each step.

Can’t go there.I remind myself.I’m here to do a job, not to get my rocks off.

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