I smile. “Well, when you put it like that.”
We ride in silence, and I take the time to give myself a much-needed pep talk. For a start, this guy is helping me out. He isn’t trying to date me, and so the swooning and the indecent thoughts I keep having, need to stop.
As the bike slows, I feel his hand trace along my forearm. I frown, wondering if he realises, and then he gently takes me by the wrist, and I feel cold metal slipping around it.
“What the hell?” I try to retrieve my limb, but it’s no use, he’s cuffed me. “Shadow, you can’t be serious.”
“Logan,” he corrects, slipping from the bike. He secures the other cuff to the bike, then removes his helmet. “Now, stay.” He winks before heading off into the building.
I sit seething, my anger swelling with each breath. There I was thinking he was . . . oh god, that he was being cute stroking my arm, and actually, he just needed me close so he could cuff me to his damn bike. And the cuffs. They bring back so many nightmares that I daren’t even allow one to creep in to my head.
He heads back towards me a few minutes later, looking pleased with himself. I’m glad I’m wearing the helmet so he can’t see how embarrassed I am.
He climbs on and removes the cuff. I snatch my hand back, rubbing where the metal pressed into my skin. When he starts the engine, I reach behind myself to grab on to the bars, and I feel him chuckle, like he expected the move. Bastard.
Chapter Ten
Shadow
We head back to the club in silence. Something has shifted between us, and she does everything in her power to make sure no part of her body is touching mine.
The second we stop, she jumps off the bike and heads inside. And by the time I go in too, she’s vanished.
I take the brick of coke into the office and dump it on Axel’s desk. He eyes it for a moment before meeting my glare. “Explain.”
“It belongs to the Steels,” I tell him.
He pinches the bridge of his nose. “Tell me, how did you come into contact with it?”
“I stumbled upon it while having a talk with someone.”
“And by someone, you mean?” He stares, waiting for me to continue.
I wince, knowing this is going to get me into trouble. “Dean.”
Axel inhales deeply. “And Dean is . . .”
“Look, I’ll level with you, Pres. I went to speak to a guy who put his hands on a woman without her consent.”
“The woman being?”
“Remi,” I mutter.
“And you cleared this with Grizz?”
“Should I have?”
He narrows his eyes. “Well, you sure as shit didn’t clear it with me, so I’m assuming you went directly to my VP.”
“Pres, look, I’m sorry. It was a last-minute thing. I wasn’t thinking straight.”
He scrubs his hands over his face. “And he told you this belonged to the Steels?” he asks on a sigh, prodding the coke. I nod. “I’ll pass it to Ragnor when he’s finished.”
“Finished?”
Axel smirks. “I saw him heading off with Remi. She looked upset.”
I rush from the office, ignoring Axel’s laughter as I race up the stairs. I pause outside my room. If I walk in to find them . . .fuck. I shove the door hard, and Remi sits up quickly. I stand in the doorway, my eyes scanning the room for any sign of him. “You alone?”
