“And that song rocks.”
“Totally,” I agreed as I unlocked the door.
I pushed open the door just as Dani said, “I still can’t believe—”
I stalled, cutting her off and she slammed into he back of me with an, “Oooph. What the hell, Maisie?”
“Hey there, Sunshine,” Hatch said, his booted feet up on the coffee table of the little living room, his arms looped over the back of the sectional, and an expression on his face looking like he might murder someone.
“Oh, shit,” Dani whispered behind me.
Hatch rose to his feet. “Your man’s down the hall, sweetheart. Go ahead and join him, yeah?”
“I’m not leaving her alone with you in this state,” Dani countered.
“Why the fuck does everyone think I’m gonna hurt the women around me?” Hatch growled.
“Just go, love,” I said. “I’m good.”
Dani frowned, but left us alone, and I faced my husband, setting my purse on the counter. “How did you find us?”
He shook his head. “Oh, we’re not doin’ that right now.”
I crossed my arms. “And why aren’t we doingthat right now?”
“Because I’m holdin’ on by a goddamn, fuckin’ thread so instead of you askin’ me questions, how about you start by givin’ me some answers.”
“And what answers would you like?”
“What would possess you to leave without your phone, panic buttons, or anyone at your backs?”
“I think that would be obvious.”
“It’s one thing to do that to me, Maisie, but another to do it to my brothers.”
“Your brothers kept the fact that you were going to face a psychopath alone at some ungodly hour of the night while I was healing from major surgery. An emergency surgery, I might add, where you left me alone and unprotected and someonegotto me.”
“You weren’t alone, baby. We got the asshole before he could do anything and I had to finish it.”
“No, you didn’t,” I snapped, tears coming unbidden.
“Yes, I did. Warlock would have kept coming if I hadn’t finished it.”
“And what if he’d killed you?” I screeched. “What if he’d taken you from me? What then, Connor?”
“He didn’t. And it’s finished now.”
“Well, it isn’t finished with us. We needed away to make you understand how much you broke our trust.”
“Yourtrust, you mean.”
I waved my hand around the room. “Ourtrust!”
“Jesus christ, woman, it was reckless, and you know these woman would walk off a bridge if you told them to.”
“Oh, hello pot. And I didn’t tell them to do shit!” I practically bellowed, tears now streaming down my face. “They were just as angry as I was that you walked out of that clubhouse without your trackers and phones, and we didn’t know where you were forhours. I know what it means to be the wife of the president of a club, Hatch. They are well aware of the responsibility too, but we have limits. And we reached ours when you came back beat to shit and nearly dying on the clinic table because we couldn’t take you to a proper hospital!”
He dragged his hands down his face and took a deep breath. “I don’t know what to say here. I think we’re at an impasse.”
