Page 46 of Goose


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After signing a thousand and one papers, Gary transferred the money into my account which I immediately withdrew. He wasn’t crazy about the idea of me walking out of the bank with thirty thousand dollars in cash, so he walked me out to the parking lot.

When we reached the van, his brows furrowed. “What’s this?”

“I’m just borrowing it until I can figure out something else.”

“Presley.”

I didn’t respond. I simply wound my arms around him, hugging him tightly as I said, “Thank you, Gary. I’ll pay you back as soon as I can.”

“I know you will.”

He gave me a quick pat on the back, and I took it as my sign to get going while the going was good. I got in the van, and once I’d started the engine, Gary gave me a quick wave and headed back inside.

As soon as the doors closed behind him, I reached into the glovebox and pulled out the yellow envelope where I’d put the rest of the cash. I slipped the remaining money inside and tucked it back inside the glove box.

That was it.

I’d done it.

I’d managed to get every dime of money Lila Kate owed. Now, I just had to get it to Davis. I didn’t bother calling him. I knew he was at the clubhouse, so I drove straight there. When Ipulled up to the gate, one of the brothers came up to my window and asked, “Can I help you?”

“I’m here for Davis.”

“He isn’t here.”

“Oh.” I knew it was too early for him to have left for work, so I asked, “Do you have any idea where he is?”

“Nope.”

“It’s important,” I pushed.

“You could see if Goose knows where he might be.”

I heard the guys refer to Luke as Goose several times, so I asked, “Is he here?”

“Yeah. Pull up to the back, and I’ll have him come out.”

“Okay. Thank you.”

I did as he said and parked around back. I’d just gotten out when the door opened, and Luke stepped out. He was wearing his leather vest, and his hair was a mess, like he’d run his hands through it too many times. And he couldn’t have looked hotter.

I just didn’t get it.

There was something about this man that undid me, and he did it without even trying. I’d never been drawn to a man like I was to him, and it scared me because I didn’t know what the hell to do about it.

When he approached, I forced a smile and said, “Hey, Luke.”

“Hey, Presley. Whatcha need?”

“I’m looking for Davis. Do you have any idea where I might find him?”

“Don’t have a clue.”

“Oh, okay. Well, maybe he’s on his way to work or something.”

“Maybe.” He crossed his arms and scowled. “Thought you two ended things.”

“We did.”