“I—”
Leon holds a hand up, stopping her. “Before you think to lie to me, remember you’re a shit liar and don’t have a poker face worth a damn. Also, I’ve been to your place and spoke with Hel. So start talking.”
Now this keeps getting more and more interesting.
“I have a stalker,” McKenna blurts out. “It’s not that big of a deal. I was just getting away for a little while and?—”
“You call having them write ‘Die Whore’ on your wall no big deal?” Leon snarls, interrupting her.
“The fuck?” Fire demands.
“Or worse, the writing on the mirror, cliché as fuck with its ‘Why don’t you love me?’. You think none of this is a big deal?”
“I didn’t see the mirror,” she grumbles quietly, bowing her head.
“McKenna,” I call her name, wanting her eyes on me. When she lifts her head, I demand, “Start talking.”
“Geez, you could at least offer a girl a drink first,” she snaps.
“I’ll offer my hand tanning your ass if you don’t get to talking about what the fuck is going on,” I warn. I have no problem putting her over my knee right here in front of everyone. Won’t be anything for me to be ashamed of, not if I have my hand on her. She, on the other hand, might not appreciate anyone seeing her bare ass as I turn it a nice shade of red.
“You wouldn’t.” If it were any other time, I might find her widened eyes laughable.
“Try me, Trouble. You’ll find out quick just how fast I move.”
“This isn’t any of your business. Like I said, it’s not a big deal. Besides, you have enough on your plate with Kinley and the threat against her.”
The very fact she’s trying to downplay this shit pisses me off, more so she’d do it thinking what’s going on with Kinley was more serious than whatever this is with a stalker.
“McKenna,” I growl and move us to a table so we’re not just standing in the middle of a goddamn room. I plant my ass in the seat, pulling her down on top of me, legs straddling either side of my legs, locking her to me. “Now start fuckin’ talking.”
I ignore the others who swarm the table, including Leon.
“As I said . . .”
“You’re seriously pushing for that spanking, and I don’t think you want Leon to see me punishing you.”
“He’s seen my ass . . .”
“For the love of Gods, McKenna,” Leon booms. “Stop with the distractions and explain to me why you’ve never once mentioned a stalker and ran the fuck away. Then we’ll get to the reason you’re sitting in the lap of a man I know to be deadly.”
“Deadly?”
I watch as McKenna goes stiff.
“Deadlier than you’ll ever know, but that’s why I am who I am. I do what I have to do to protect my club, my brothers, and those under our protection,” I tell her. “Also means knowing what I now know, I’m not going to let anything happen to you. You’ve got the club’s protection, not just because of that, but because of what you did for Kinley as well. You helped when you didn’t have to.”
“I didn’t do anything,” she utters.
“You heard her, called Evelin about it, found her, got her inside, covered her up, and shielded her. That’s helping Kinley,” I point out.”Now, tell us about what’s going on, McKenna, and why someone would be tailing you.”
McKenna holds my gaze, searching for what I don’t know, but whatever it is, she seems to find because she nods. “I don’t know who would be tailing me. Why they would do what they did to my home, but it’s been going on for months.”
“Why the hell didn’t you tell me?” Leon barks out.
I don’t look at him or anyone else as I focus on McKenna. Right now, she’s giving in and telling us what we need to know.
“Go on?” I tell her.
