Rex takes my hand and leads me to the front door. “I’ve got to get back to The Barn.”
“I know.”
“I’ll be back as soon as church is over,” he promises.
“Who’s coming?”
“Testament and a prospect. You’ll be safe.”
Two bikers. That had to be enough protection. Right?
“This makes me feel anxious,” I admit. “I don’t like separating right now.”
“Well, if Granny Jo will leave, we can take you both to The Barn.”
“She won’t.” I know my grandmother. She’s not going to vacate her home because there’s a threat. Even after the attack at the hospital, she insisted on sleeping in her own bed.
“Keep her busy. Maybe she can drink tea and watch you bake.”
I smile because that’s probably what we’ll do. Granny Jo has backorders to fill for the Butter Bliss, and I’m not letting her lift a finger to help. “It’s a good idea. It’ll keep me busy, too.”
“That’s good, baby.”
I barely hear the words leave his mouth before he’s got me pressed against the wall. His hands slide through my hair as he devours my mouth, dominating the kiss and hungrily sweeping through as his tongue tangles with mine. It’s enough to make my knees buckle because I feel almost lightheaded from his assault on my senses.
When we separate, I’m breathless.
“That’s so you remember what I’ve got for you later, baby.”
“Um, I think I’ve got it.”
He smirks, brushing my hair over my shoulder. “You love me too.”
“You’re so cocky.”
“Can’t help it. You make my cock fuckinghard, Blissy Girl.”
There’s a knock at the door, and he winks at me before checking who’s there. When he opens the door, I see Testament. We’ve only spoken a few times in the past, but I know who he is. I know all the members of the Kings of Anarchy MC. Hard not to when you’re dating one of them.
Rex tugs me close and kisses me again before he leaves. “Stay in the house.”
We both know it’s too risky to leave. “I will.”
“See you soon, baby.”
Chapter 11 Mountain
“How are we gonna lure this motherfucker out so we can let the scarecrows handle him?” Phantom asks.
He’s done with bullshit. I’m right there with him.
“Cami’s stalker isn’t going to stop. I’m afraid he’ll escalate after this.” I know he got pissed after he saw me with her. “He thinks she belongs to him.”
“It’s fucked,” Voodoo agrees.
“We keep eyes on her at all times. Two members at the house. One with Granny Jo. The other with Camille,” Scythe orders.
“I volunteer,” I announce, like there’s any other option.
