“You won’t be wearin’ them much.”
I rolled my eyes. “Dream on, handsome.”
He grinned and continued to pack my bags.
“Do I get to share your room?” I heard Sierra ask.
“Probably not,” Rabbit responded.
“Come on,” she cajoled. “You can be my Velveteen Rabbit and I’ll rub you ’til you shed.”
“Yeah, I’m not taking any chances of you pulling out my whiskers,” Rabbit retorted.
I forced myself not to laugh. Of course Rabbit knew the story of the Velveteen Rabbit. He seriously seemed to know everything.
Orion raised an eyebrow and gave me a smirk.
“She’s insatiable,” I warned. “She’s going to work her way through the club.”
Orion chuckled. “She’ll have at least a week to do it.”
I frowned. “You really think we’ll be there for a week?”
“Yeah, baby, ’fraid so.”
“What’s going on?” I asked.
He glanced behind him, then made his way to my door and closed it. Sitting on the edge of my bed, he pulled me between his legs. “Shit’s goin’ down with another club. We’re expecting retaliation, so I want you where I know you’ll be safe.”
“And Sierra might be collateral damage,” I finished.
“Yeah.”
“They set the fire?”
He tugged me closer, kissing my neck. “I’m not going into any more details about this, Razzle. Just trust that we have it under control.”
“I’m going to let this lack of information slide because I’ve already figured out what happened, but forewarning for next time, I probably won’t be so patient.” I kissed him quickly.“Capisce?”
He grinned, giving my butt a squeeze. “You need me to pack anything else?” he asked, and it wasn’t lost on me that he didn’t acknowledge my forewarning.
I shook my head. “I’m good.”
He kissed me again and we headed out.
* * *
The next three days were an exercise in how not to murder another human being.
That human being was Sierra.
And the person wanting to murder her was Orion.
This meant, I was constantly in the middle of my man and my best friend and I was a little over it.
“I swear to Christ,” Orion hissed as he walked into his bedroom.
I was folding laundry on the bed, at least, I was trying to fold since it was about the only thing I could manage with my hands still bandaged. “No.”
