Arrow's Hell (Wind Dragons MC #2)(46)

“I can see that. Come on, I’ll help you clean up the place,” Arrow says, leading me inside with an arm around my shoulder.

Sweet, so f*cking sweet.

“Thanks,” I sniff, walking into my home. Arrow removes his arm as we step into my kitchen and I take in the disaster that is my apartment.

“Fuck! Shouldn’t I call the cops?” I ask.

“No cops,” Rake says. “Unless you want one of us to get arrested.”

I roll my eyes. “You guys can leave then, you haven’t done shit. I’ll call the cops.”

“They aren’t going to do anything, Anna,” Arrow says. “Let us handle it. Don’t worry, all right?”

Sighing, I turn around to see Arrow and Rake having a silent conversation I’m obviously not meant to hear. Or in this case, see.

“What?” I demand. “What aren’t you telling me?”

“Nothing,” they both say at the same time, trying to look innocent.

And failing.

I point my finger. “Don’t f*ck around, tell me what’s going on.”

I’m ignored.

“Call in the women to help,” Arrow tells Rake. “It will be quicker, and Anna looks exhausted. She doesn’t need to be doing this shit.”

Rake grins. “Shall I call Jill?”

I grit my teeth together. Why is that woman’s name still being said?

“Fuck Jill,” Arrow replies. “I was thinking more along the lines of Faye and Jess.”

“Oh,” Rake replies, deflated. “The old ladies.”

We really don’t have the time for this. I step into my living room, to see the place trashed. Everything is turned upside down, though I can’t come up with one reason why someone would do this. I clearly have nothing of value; they can see that. Tying my hair up in a messy bun, I quickly step into my room and change into some dry clothes, then start to arrange the place. Faye and Jess drop by, along with Tracker and even Allie. I appreciate the help. It takes two hours before everything is back in place. Arrow opted to help me put my room back together, and I literally cringe when he starts snooping through my drawers.

“Arrow, can you stop?” I ask, scowling at him as he opens my panty drawer.

“Just making sure everything is in working order.”

I don’t even know what to reply to that.

“You know you’re coming back to the clubhouse tonight, don’t you?” he says casually, pulling out a pink thong and stretching it between his fingers.

“No, I’m not. Everything is fine now. I can stay here. And I can see you still haven’t spoken to Rake.”

Rake walks in just after I say those words. “We’ll get this sorted out, then Arrow and I are going out later tonight.”

“Going out where?” I ask. “And I’m not moving back to the clubhouse full-time, but I’ll stay there until whatever this is is sorted out.”

“Fine. For now, that works.”

“Where are you going out?” I ask again.

Rake grins. “Strip club, having a couple of drinks.”

The look I send Arrow is judge, jury, and executioner.

He flashes me an apologetic look and mouths the word later.

“Fine,” I mumble.

I have other things to worry about right now.

*

Faye sticks her head through my door as I’m finishing off my room. “Anna, let’s go out tonight. I heard the men were too.”

“Sounds good,” I tell her. No way I want to sit at home while Arrow is out at a strip club.

I see Faye grin mischievously, her gaze darting to Arrow before landing back on me. “You need to get laid, and I think tonight should be the night.”

My eyes widen.

The shit stirrer.

I smile innocently at both Arrow and Rake, playing along. “I know just what to wear.”

Rake scowls at Faye while Arrow stares me down, his eye starting to twitch a little.

Yeah, he doesn’t like that idea much.

“Faye, don’t say my sister’s name and ‘get laid’ in the same sentence ever again,” my brother groans.

Faye raises an eyebrow. “The things I could tell Anna. The things I’ve seen!”

Rake grabs her and covers her mouth with his hand. He looks up. “Arrow, meet you out front. Faye will take you to the clubhouse, Anna.”

He walks backward with her, probably going to give her a talking-to.

Arrow kisses my brow. “I’ll be in your bed tonight, Anna.”

“That spot might already be taken tonight, Mr. Arrowsmith,” I reply, a smug smile playing on my lips.

Arrow surprises me by grinning. “We both know that won’t be the case, darlin’.”

Cocky bastard.

A quick kiss on my mouth, and he’s gone.





FIFTEEN

FAYE walks back from the bar with two shots in her hand. Sin stands at the corner, watching his woman, a hungry look on his face. The two of them are an amazing couple, strong and so very in love. I’d spent a little time with their daughter this evening too, and Clover was a treat. She’s a bright, witty five-year-old and I could tell she was going to be an absolute stunner when she was older. She even told me how her uncle Arrow sneaked her strawberry candy.