“But—”
“I know it’s easy to underestimate me, but I can take care of myself.”
“Not if he had a gun. Not if he’d knocked you out instead of grabbing you. Not—”
“I’m safe now,” I cut him off.
“We’re gonna keep it that way.”
“I know you will,” I agreed. “How are you?”
“What?”
“How are you?”
“Nothing happened to me.”
“Perish, come on. A former friend tried to kill you.”
“You left out the ‘again’ there. Think I might be more pissed off that I screwed up in the first place. Now the whole club is in danger because of my past.”
“To be fair, the club is constantly in danger because of the members’ pasts. Or their girlfriends’ pasts.”
“Guess that’s true.”
“It’s why Fallon and Uncle Reign were so calm about it. It’s one of those ‘another month, another crazy threat’ kind of deals.”
“Maybe. Still don’t like bringing danger here. Especially to you.”
“I’m fine,” I reminded him, nudging him with my shoulder. “Now hush. This is my favorite scene.”
We ate in companionable silence while I tried not to notice how his body brushed mine from shoulder to knee, how if I just scooted slightly closer, I could rest my head on his shoulder, I could wrap an arm around him.
Eventually, Sully came back, and Perish offered to help him bring my things in and down to the basement.
He never came back up.
I knew I couldn’t ask where he was without rousing suspicion.
So I stayed upstairs a little while longer, stealing some sweets from the supply Dezi came back with before making my way down to the basement.
To find that not only had Perish carefully unpacked all my clothes and placed them in one of the cabinets he’d cleared out for me, he’d made my bed with my warm blanket, my pillow, and my squishy plush that I used as a mini body pillow, since I was a side sleeper. He’d even found an old desk and brought it over to the end of the bed, setting up a small office space with my laptop, notebooks, and tablet.
For goodness’ sakes, he’d even set my slippers near the bed and hung my robe from the top bunk.
It was so incredibly sweet to set me up with a little home inside a safe house. Like he somehow knew I needed that, that I was someone who really loved their creature comforts.
I glanced over toward the glass room, weighing the chances of getting caught going up there, and deciding it was worth it.
“Baby, no,” Perish said as soon as my head peeked through the trapdoor. “Your uncles are walking around outside.”
Well, yeah, that certainly put a damper on the desire that had been building since he first started to undress me.
I rested my arms on the floor, going for as casual as possible.
“I was just coming up to say thank you.”
“Didn’t do shit.”
