Page 43 of Indecent Lies

Instantly on alert, she went through the gambit of what she’d do if they wanted to rob the place.

“Well you’re new.” One of them said, leaning both his elbows on the glass counter, leering at her with a grin on his chiseled face. He had brown hair caught up in a bun at the top of his head and stubble decorated his jawline.

“Down, boy.” Another one cackled.

“I..er… we’re closed, sorry.”

“If I’d known you were on the menu, I would have been here much sooner,” the same man smirked, looking her up and down in a way she didn’t care for.

She ended up reversing into the back room.

They weren’t just scary.

They were wholly terrifying.

Big.

Loud.

Boisterously unpredictable.

“Paige…there’s a lot of bikers in front.” She whispered and didn’t expect the huge smile to cover her boss’ face.

Following her out, it was second later she saw Paige leaning over the counter meeting the mouth of one of the bikers, his hand around the back of Paige’s neck, possessively close.

Oh. Well. Then.

Her fear downgraded several levels, but she still watched the men with wary eyes.

“Paige, how much for her? Can I get her wrapped up to go?” Smirking guy winked. Poppy shrank back.

Paige laughed and turned to smile at Poppy, silently letting her know everything was okay. “Behave, Arson, or you won’t get any cream puffs ever again.”

The man slapped a hand over his heart. “Reaper, your wife is being mean to me.”

The rowdiness continued while the men fell on the leftover bakes Paige brought out from under the counter display. Paige let her go and Poppy sneaked out of the back with a short exhale.

Those were Tait’s friends?

Did he act the same way when he was part of their MC?

She was still finding it perplexing how the Tait she knew would join a club like that.

Was he just as fearful as the men inside?

He was the man who’d driven across the country to buy the freedom of a woman he didn’t even know and then let that same woman take over his home, plus he bought her clothes and food and asked for nothing in return.

But before she’d even taken a step in the direction of home, the cobwebs of her lingering hangover lifted and she was barraged with memories of last night and each one brought her to an embarrassing halt.

Oh.

My.

God.

She’d made out…furiously… with Tait.

She remembered it all.

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