I am condemning it…
“It’s proved to be a lucrative partnership.”
I didn’t expect that response. He sounds like he’s talking about a business decision. On second thought, I guess he is.
He finishes his burger, and I reach over and take his hand. We don’t say anything, just gaze at each other like we’re a couple of star struck teenagers.
Such a crazy thought. Ty was never star struck the way I used to be.
“Stop looking at me like that.” His fingers tighten around mine, and he pulls my hand across the table. “I need to go into work this afternoon.”
“Sure you don’t have time to squeeze in a quickie?” I flutter my eyelashes and pout my lips in what I hope is a seductive manner.
He snorts with laughter, which isn’t exactly the response I was hoping for. “Not unless you want to ask Amelia if we can use the kitchen here.” He leans a little closer and breathes in my ear. “Or I could fuck you on this table. Give the regulars something to talk about.”
“I think we’ve already given them enough to talk about just by turning up here.”
“They should be used to it. Gage comes here all the time.”
“Yeah, well, Gage isn’t you.”
He grins against my ear, clearly relishing the ego stroke. “You turning down my offer?”
“Is it the best I’m likely to get today?”
“Fucking better be.”
I pull back, just enough so I can see his face. He’s completely focused on me, with a mocking smile that melts me inside, and his gorgeous blue eyes take my breath away, just like the very first time I saw him. It doesn’t seem that long ago that he swaggered into Jett’s work and all the girls were gushing over him. I’d only stopped by to drop off a costume of Mom’s that she’d forgotten to take with her, but one glimpse of Ty was all it took to lose my heart.
“There’s a kitchen back at the apartment. Can you wait until tonight?”
“Can’t, babe. Doing a run tonight.”
He says it so casually, as though it’s no big deal that he’s sharing that with me, and a warm glow seeps through me.Seriously, Jas?He’s telling me of his illegal activities. I should be stopping him right now, but hell. I’m in L.A., and this week has nothing to do with my real life in Florida.
“With the Wolves?”
“Nah. Strictly Bastards’ business. Hawk’s cousin is having some trouble with her deliveries turning up. We’re gonna make sure whoever’s behind it knows if they mess with her, they’re messing with us.”
Not completely illegal, then. Just a little shady.
“Tomorrow?” I don’t even care if it makes me sound desperate for him.
His teeth graze my knuckles, and his gaze smolders whatever’s left of my reason. “Try keeping me away.”
Chapter Nine
Ty
Early Sunday evening, Zach and I stroll into Odin’s, where we’d arranged to meet the others before doing the run. Cade and Hawk are already there, and Gage gives us the nod from behind the bar as he passes us a couple of bottles before returning his attention to Hawk.
There’s still half an hour before we need to leave, so I prop my back against the bar and take a long swallow of my beer.
The door swings open, and three girls stumble in. They catch sight of us and start nudging each other and giggling.
“A blonde, a brunette, and a redhead walk into a bar.” Zach gives a snort of laughter. “Sounds like the start of a bad joke.”
They’re all wearing tight tops that show off their tits and short skirts that hug their asses. The brunette smiles at me and twists a length of her hair around her finger, clearly waiting for me to make my move.
