Page 7 of Revenant's Fire

I know that I’ve gone too far when the doe eyed look she usually gives me changes to something harder. Something that looks spitting mad.

“Me?! You want to know what the fuck I was doing?” I rear back, unused to curse words coming out of Sunny’s sweet mouth. “I was saving your giant fucking ass, that’s what I was doing! What were you doing? Huh?” Somehow she’s stormed her way to where I’m standing and now her tiny, pink tipped finger is jabbing me in the chest. “You were doing your woe is me bullshit, arms wide, letting God take you home. Well newsflash, buddy! God doesn’t want you yet so you’re going to stay your ass right here where I can show you how much you fucking mean to people.” She shoves me as hard as she can, but I don’t move a hair. “Jesus H Christ!” She throws her arms up in the air before storming away, headed toward her moped.

“Ah, not so fast Miss Sunny, we gon’ need your weapon.”

Sunny looks at Gallows’ hand on her arm before looking up and smiling at him. An involuntary growl from me is met with an eyeroll from the most infuriating woman I’ve ever met.

“I don’t think so, Prez. My daddy gave me this when I turned 16. What’s say I collect up my casings, you dig out my bullets and we’ll call it a day, huh?”

Mercy snorts before throwing an arm over Sunny’s shoulders. “Come on, Sassy. I’ll give you a hand, let's leave the men to figure out their dicks from their assholes.”

We all watch as the two women walk into the trees, asses swinging in their tight pants. Obviously my eyes are on Sunny in her spray-on jeans, but I don’t miss Jubilee’s gaze on our VP.

“Well, I don’t know what the fuck that was, but I think that’s gonna cause us more trouble than these Sinister Wolves fuckers,” Gallows mumbles.

I think I agree with him.

Chapter Six

Sunny

Everything looks fairly settled by the time I make it back to the clearing with three bullet casings in my back pocket. And by settled I mean the bodies of the men I shot have disappeared into the vans they arrived in and three have been hog tied and are in the process of being thrown into the MC truck.

“Well, I’ll be on my way. See you at church, Revenant,” I smile, headed for my moped. She’s been my pride and joy since my dad gifted her to me. She gets me to where I need to be, no fuss, no muss.

I’m almost at my baby when I bounce off a hard chest. “No. I can’t have you riding around town on that thing. What if the Sinister Wolves recognize it?”

I look over my shoulder, at the last Wolf to be thrown in the back of the MC truck. “I think I’ll be OK big guy.” I pat Revenant’s chest because, well, it’s right there. Just begging me.

“No,” he says, thick arms crossing over his chest, denying my palm any more access to those delicious pecs.

“Yes. I have things to do. Namely getting home, putting on that sundress you like so much, and then waiting on my favorite pew for you. It’s our thing.”

His eyes narrow, and I don’t miss the way his lip ticks up in the corner before he lets out a long sigh. “Look, Sunny. I’m worried about you, OK? We don’t know what we’re dealing with and hell, you’ve just shot three men. At some point this shit is going to hit you. It’ll hit hard. Until it does we don’t know if you’ll panic or shut down or freeze up. If that happens and these guys come back? If they find you? It won’t be good, sweetheart.” His voice softens at the end, and I have to admit, he does look worried for me. Little does he know that I’m pretty certain I’ll be fine.

I eye him up, before scanning the rest of the SOMC. All of whom are not minding their own business one bit. “Well, what do you suggest?’

He runs his hand through his luscious dark hair, and that warm feeling I always get when Revenant is around starts to fill me. One day it’ll be my fingers running through his hair. He lets out a long sigh, before looking at his Prez, then back to me. “Prez thinks you should come back to the clubhouse. It’ll be safer.”

I raise my brow, hiding the fact that I really want to jump up and down. Crap, maybe even jump into Revenant’s arms. This is a gift from the romance book gods, forced proximity? Yes please!

“You want me,” I point to myself, “to come and stay in your,” I point at Revenant, “clubhouse?”

He nods curtly. “For safety.”

“For safety.” I tap a finger on my chin, making it look like I’m thinking. “OK. Lemme just swing by home, tell my parents and pick up an overnight bag. I’ll meet you there.”

“Nope. the prospects will collect your stuff. You call your parents then we’ll get moving. Don’t want to be out here any longer than we have to.” Oh, Bossy Revenant is in charge huh?

I stare at him for a beat, before shrugging and pulling my phone out of my back pocket. I swipe through the screen, pulling up my mom’s number because Dad will lose his shit. I wait for her to answer and watch Revenant as he heads to Gallows. Probably to bitch.

“Momma? Yeah, I’m going to be staying at the clubhouse for a few days. Something has happened.”

“Hmmm? And what is that, baby girl? Lemme guess, you’ve managed to woo that man of yours?” Momma’s warm honey voice drips down the line.

“I might be on the verge of that. Let's say I had to kinda shoot three men but I saved Revenant and that’s all that matters.”

“You what? Sunny! Did anyone see? Were they bad men? Do you need more ammunition?”