Arrow's Hell (Wind Dragons MC #2)(62)

Arrow grunts. “She’s safer with me, and you know it. No one with half a brain f*cks with me, Rake. You need to tell Anna the truth.”

Rake’s cold voice stops me. “Trust me, Arrow; you of all people don’t want me telling Anna the truth.”

“Why?” Arrow asks, voice booming.

I open the door and step in. “Tell me what, Rake?”

Two pairs of guilty eyes look my way.





TWENTY-TWO

RAKE shoots Arrow an accusing look, then looks at me again, his green eyes softening.

He sighs. “Come and sit down, Anna.”

I take a seat next to him, feeling nervous. “We know who messed up your apartment. It was one of the Wild Men MC members.”

“Why?” I ask, feeling confused. “How do you know?”

Would Talon let them do that to me?

Rake sighs. “Someone saw him leave your apartment. We tracked him down. It was one of the men we caught messing with our shipment, one that we traded to Talon for you.”

“I don’t understand,” I say, my voice shaking.

Rake sighs. “He obviously wanted revenge, and he was going to take it out on you. You need to be careful, Anna. We only found out everything yesterday, and that’s why you needed to be here with us where we can keep you safe.”

I look at Arrow. “So you didn’t actually want to live with me, you were just doing what you had to. I get it.”

“No, Anna, you don’t. I did want you here,” Arrow quickly says.

“Right.”

“Anna,” both of them say at the same time.

“Talon never hurt me; how come this man wants to?” I ask them.

“Talon isn’t innocent, Anna; why do you keep acting as if he is?” Rake snaps, scowling.

“Hey, you weren’t held captive by him, okay? I was. Trust me, he didn’t hurt me, and I don’t think he would.”

“So he has a soft spot for you,” Rake replies flippantly. “That doesn’t mean it’s going to be enough to save you if his men want you. He’s not the president, Anna; he’s the VP. He doesn’t call all the shots.”

“So, what? This man came to hurt me? But I wasn’t there, so he got angry and destroyed the place?”

Arrow answers this time. “That’s what it looks like. We don’t know for sure.”

“I thought you caught up with him?” I ask, frowning. “What did he say?”

Arrow flinches and Rake cringes.

“What did you do?” I yell, standing up.

“Nothing for you to worry about,” Arrow replies curtly. “Come on, let’s go back to bed.”

I open my mouth, then close it with a snap. “You two are unbelievable, you know that?”

Did they kill that man? I don’t want one of them going to prison. I don’t think I could handle that.

Arrow takes my hand, but I pull it away and storm back to his room.

When we get into bed, he pulls me into his arms. My body is stiff for a moment before I relax.

“Sleep,” he whispers.

Even angry, I dream of him.

*

“Two vodka and cranberries please,” the young woman says. I smile at her and make the drinks while Summer takes her money and gives her change.

“When does Reid get here?” I ask Summer. It’s been unexpectedly busy, and we’re holding down the fort, waiting for Reid and Tag to arrive.

“He’s on his way,” she replies, then goes to serve the next customer.

I woke up this morning angry with both Arrow and Rake, for different reasons. Arrow because I don’t know if he truly wanted me living with him, and Rake because he was hiding shit from me. I’d crept out of bed early this morning and gone to Lana’s, then came straight to work. An hour early, might I add—that’s how desperate I was to keep busy and not have to deal with my own thoughts. I know Arrow will come to pick me up tonight, demanding that I be reasonable. I know they’re both trying to protect me, but if something involves me I have the right to know. They can keep their club secrets, but when some man is out to hurt me . . . Well, forewarned is forearmed.

Reid arrives and tells me to take a break. I check my phone and see a text from Arrow.

Want to go out for sushi after your shift?

I try and fight my smile but it wins.

I’m not that easy, I type back.

My phone beeps a few seconds later.

How about sushi followed by a bath, a massage, and multiple orgasms?

I shake my head, amused.

Putting my phone away, I head back to work.

*

“You can’t still be angry, I took you out for sushi!” he calls behind me as I walk into the bathroom. He holds me by my hips and stares at me in the mirror, our eyes connected. He looks down, then starts to slowly slide my pants and panties off, leaving me naked from the waist down.

“Anna,” he rumbles.

“Hmmmm?”

“I want you, darlin’. I want you badly,” he says with a throaty groan. He undoes his jeans, letting them pool at his ankles.

“Then take me,” I softly demand, tilting my neck to the side as he starts to kiss me there. He sucks on my neck until I’m squirming, then reaches his hands around to cup my breasts. He plumps them, sliding his thumbs over my beaded nipples, grinding his cock against me. Multitasking—I like it.