“So you’re not moving her tonight?” He stared at her. Shegave him nothing. Which gave him his answer. “Where and when? I will give youeverything I have, work with whoever you want me to, if you let me helptonight.”
She was quiet for a moment and then her eyes closed and theywere hard again when she opened them. “I need you to understand that if youfuck me over this time, I won’t quietly go away. If for some reason you decideto get rid of me, my family will come after you.”
There was the guilt. How could she think that? He loved her.“I would never. Fuck, baby, this is screwed up. Can we please talk?”
“Not about our relationship,” she insisted. “That is off thetable and has been for a long time. I need you to understand that if you hadshowed up at my place, I would have slammed the door in your face. But I dowant to take this whole group down, and if you give me information, I don’thave to get it from my client. I’m moving her tonight at two this morning.”
“After her shift ends.” He nodded. He believed that shebelieved she would shut him down, but he still felt the connection betweenthem. He could fix this. “I can leave early. I’ll be at The Hideout when theclub closes. That will give me time to get together some information. I’ll beyour partner in this. We can do this together. There will be fallout fromwhoever you’re extracting, but I can handle it.”
“It would be better if I came back with my Dom. It might beweird if I spend time with her and then she disappears.”
“Please tell me it’s Miranda.”
She nodded slightly.
He breathed a sigh of relief. This was one good thing thatmight come out of it. “Good. She wouldn’t survive upstairs. I’ve been trying tofigure out how to get her out of here before they sink their hooks in.”
“You could get her arrested,” Harlow said with an eye roll.
Brat. “How about we concentrate on getting Hamilton.”
She took a long breath and sighed. “Yes. I’ll give you theaddress to the club.”
“I know it.” He was going to have to confess at some point.“I was curious.”
But not tonight. He needed to talk to Niall.
“I’m going to go back to the lounge. My boyfriend’s waiting.You better be nice to him. He’s the best man I’ve met in forever. It’s one ofthe reasons I’m agreeing to this plan. I’m worried about him. He’s not used toplaces like this. It’s going to be hard on him. He’s a good man.”
And Jensen wasn’t. He got what she was saying. He belongedhere. The trouble was here was danger, and Harlow was attracted to it. Shecouldn’t stay away from it. She found it wherever she looked and got tangled init at all times. She didn’t need a good man. She needed a man who could watchher back.
Like you let her watch yours?
“We can talk about it at The Hideout tonight.” He would beable to get a measure of this boyfriend of hers. Niall would tell him all aboutit after they had a talk about why he’d never mentioned the man at all.
She nodded. “I’ll be there.”
So would her whole family. At least the ones from the club.
He would deal with it.
She turned and opened the door. “Hello, Master.”
She shut the door behind her.
It took everything he had not to go after her and introducehimself.
He took a deep breath and forced himself to sit down. Hewasn’t going to go to the security office and look through the cams. He wasgoing to be a fucking adult, one who damn straight knew he wouldn’t have achance with her if he didn’t start to show her some trust.
If he could convince her to ditch her boyfriend and comeback to the club with him, they would be stuck together for a while.
He would have to mention seeing her tonight. He would tellPhil he’d had a great conversation with the new girl who came in, and he wasgoing to see if she would like to come back for some one-on-one sessions. Laythe groundwork.
He could make this happen.
He just had to have some faith.
There was a knock on his door, and then Phil was coming in.