High-Sided (Armed & Dangerous #3)(32)

“No thanks. I’ve got it pretty good on my end.”

“Oh yeah? Does that mean you got your woman back?”

“Yep, and I’m going out with her tonight.”

“Sweet.” He chuckled. “She’ll be safer with you anyway. You wouldn’t want me guarding her body.”

“Exactly. So have you found out anything more on your end? I’m keeping my eyes open, but so far, nothing’s come up over here. It’s just the beginning though.”

“I think I might have something,” he said, his voice serious. “I was eating lunch at this diner today, and Mark Danvers and Brad Hendrix walked in. I pretended not to notice, but they were talking about me. A few minutes later, Mr. Hendrix himself comes over and sits in front of me.”

“What did he want?”

He cleared his throat. “He wants to meet with me one on one at his house this Saturday. It’s the party I got invited to.”

“Did he say what it was about?” I asked.

“Only that he’s looking for a new rider. I’m gonna wire myself up, so you can listen in. I’ll see if I can back him into a corner.”

“Good deal. It’ll be nice to bust his ass.”

He scoffed. “No shit. The guy’s a f*cking douche. I’m supposed to meet Mark and Jacob so we can ride through Deals Gap. You headin’ out that way?”

“Not tonight.”

“Dude, we need people to see us at each other’s throats.”

“I know, but now’s not a good time. Before the party Saturday night will be perfect. We’ll work something out.”

“Good. I’ll be ready.”

We said our goodbyes and I arrived at the shop. Kassie was still there. Her blue Jeep was in the same parking space from when I left earlier. I made my way inside and watched as she worked. She’d changed so much, but yet she was still the same girl I fell in love with. I’d told her a month was all I could spend on her father’s case, but there was no way I could leave knowing her family was in danger. No matter how long it took, I was going to stay until the very end.





Kassidy


I was almost done with the bookkeeping when a knock sounded on my door. I looked up and smiled. Logan’s hair was in disarray from riding. It was that sexy, tousled look. “Hey, you. How’d it go today?”

Grinning from ear to ear, he entered my office and sat down. “Not bad. Sean and I had a heart to heart.”

I groaned. “Was it bad?”

He shook his head. “Nah, he just said he’d f*ck me up if I hurt you again.”

My chest ached. “That’s Sean for you. He’s overprotective, like you.”

“Nah, I’m much worse. If I was him, I would’ve already kicked my ass.”

I burst out laughing. “Glad you could admit that. Are you ready to go on our date?” I asked, getting to my feet.

“Yep. Waiting on you.” I followed him out into the shop and he stopped. “Do you have your helmet with you?”

“For what?” I always kept a set of motorcycle gear in my Jeep.

He grinned wide. “You’re gonna ride with me, like you used to.”

“I’m perfectly capable of taking my own bike.”

As soon as we got outside and away from prying eyes, he came up behind me, his lips brushing against my ear. “I know, but I want to feel those legs of yours straddling me.” He ran his hands down my thighs and pulled me back into him.

My whole body trembled, even the spot between my legs. “I have a helmet in my Jeep,” I whispered. After our make out session in the office today, there was no way I could do that again and not completely lose myself. I wanted him more than I wanted anything else. While he unloaded his motorcycle out of the back of his truck, I fetched my helmet. “Where exactly are we going?”

“You’ll see.” He put on his helmet and took off the back seat cover, patting it with his hand. “Let’s go, babe.”

Before I could get on, my phone rang. “Hold on a sec.” It was my sister. “Maddie, what’s up?”

“Nothing much. Just wanted to let you know I’m coming into town tonight. I finished up with work early, so I thought I’d spend some more time out there.”

That was some of the best news I’d heard all day. “I can’t wait to see you. Feels like it’s been forever.”

She sighed. “I know. I’ll see you tomorrow and we can catch up.”

“How’s Madison?” Logan asked as I hung up.

“Good. You’ll get to see her tomorrow.” I strapped on my helmet and hopped on the bike behind Logan, wrapping my arms around his waist.

“Ready?”

My heart raced. “Yep. Let’s go!”

His bike roared to life and he took off down the street. I hadn’t ridden with anyone since I’d learned to ride on my own. You had to have a certain level of trust to put your life in someone else’s hands. I trusted Logan with my life, even more so now.

We rode through East Franklin until we got to Highway 68. I couldn’t help but smile; I knew where we were going. Our first date was like this, me holding onto him as we rode through the curvy, mountain roads to the beautiful waterfalls just a few miles away. His riding was always so smooth and perfect. I was never afraid of riding with him, even when we leaned into the tight curves. All I did was hold him tight and enjoy the ride.