Page 8 of Revenant's Fire

“Only the MC men saw, yes they were bad men, and I probably do need a top up but I can get that another day.”

“OK, that's good. I’m glad everyone is OK. I’ll, ah, break the news to your father so expect a lecture at some stage. How long will you be at the clubhouse?” And this is why I called Momma. She’s the best.

“I want to say forever, but let's just say a few days until they get the situation under control.”

“Sounds good. Love you, baby. And tell Revenant that we’d love to have him for dinner when this is all over with.”

I grin at my momma’s words, catching Revenant’s gaze from where he stands a little away, giving me privacy. He looks both pissed at me and afraid of me at the same time. Right where I want him.

Revenant

I watch her for any signs that she may be cracking. That the warm, kind, happy facade is going to break at any moment, and I see…nothing. She's as she always is. She ends her call with a flourish, then moves to her moped, tugging it around, pointing it toward the road and sitting her lush ass on it. As much as I know she can never be mine, that didn’t stop my cock from standing to attention when I saw her come out of the trees in her jeans and cowboy boots. I always knew she was a curvy girl, but I never once imagined how lush her thick thighs and heart shaped ass would look in those jeans. Her thighs rubbing, her hips swaying back and forth as she walked away from me will be burned in my spank bank for life.

She waits patiently on her moped, her matching baby blue helmet on her head, looking like she’s ready to ride in formation with us. She’s fucking adorable but for her safety we’re gonna have to put her moped in the back of the truck as well.

“Brake!” My brother spins toward me, brows raised. “Tell Sunny that she can’t drive herself. It’s not safe.”

He stares at me for a moment. “And just how is she getting to town, brother?” I stare at him and ignore the slow grin that grows on his face as my panic starts to rise.

No. She’s a good girl. Too good. I’ve never had a woman on the back of my bike, and I’m not going to start now.

“All good, brother; she can ride with me.” Cedar slaps me on the back. “Yo! Sunny!”

“Fuck off!” I shove him out of the way and stomp toward Sunny.

She tips her head up, dark eyes on mine, soft smile on her face. The way she looks every time I storm into her father’s church and yet, this is different. This is after she’s taken three lives. Three lives for me , to save my life and she still looks at me the way she always has. It’s fucking unnerving. She should hate me for the position I put her in, and yet, she doesn't. Maybe she’s in shock. Yeah, that's probably what it is.

“Sunny, I can’t let you ride.”

She looks at me, big brown eyes peering into my soul. “Ah, how am I getting to the clubhouse?”

I close my eyes and let out a breath. Fuck’s sake, Revenant, you can do this. She’s just a woman in need of a ride for her own safety. “You can ride with me,” I mumble.

“Sorry, I didn’t quite hear that.” The little minx has the balls to smirk up at me from her seat on her moped.

“I said, you can ride with me.”

She beams at me. “Well, what are we waiting for? Boys, load up Bluebell!”

She hops off and speed walks to my sled, and I watch her. Frozen in place. Only snapping out of it when Brake steps up beside me, slapping me hard on the back.

“Well, brother. I think you may be well and truly fucked.”

Chapter Seven

Sunny

The ride to the clubhouse behind Revenant is something I will never forget. Curled around his large body, my cheek against the warm leather on his back, hands on his hard stomach holding on for dear life. Don’t get me wrong, I know what it’s like to ride with the wind in my face. But this? Riding on the back of a motorcycle is something else. I love Bluebell with all my heart, but I’d give her up in the blink of an eye to spend my days behind this man. I let out a happy sigh, and snuggle in a little deeper knowing the turnoff to the clubhouse is coming and that this ride will be over. Shame really, because I’m certain one last bumpy road will have me reaching my peak instead of just hovering on the edge ready to fall.

Revenant slows to a stop, parking next to his brothers and then turning off the rumbly engine all too soon. His hand hovers over my calf before giving it a squeeze, letting me know that it’s time to get off. And not in the way I want to. I let out a little huff, and swing my leg over, carefully dismounting. I’ve read all the MC books where the heroine falls on her ass after a long ride. Well, not this chick. I stand on my steady legs, fiddling with my helmet as I wait for Revenant to climb off.

“Yo, Rev! Hush and Coyote will be working in the office with our guests. Make sure Sunny’s hits are collected by Hollis and the boys from the funeral home, yeah?” Gallows calls, heading into the clubhouse when Revenant raises his chin.

“Come on, I’ll show you where you’re staying,” Revenant says, almost dismissively. I know he wants to get as far away from me as possible, and that’s OK. I’ll let him have space. For now.

I follow him into the dim clubhouse, the common room full of dark wood and skanky hoes.

“Rev!” a screechy voice says from my left.