time I let her go. She spins away from me, her small breasts heaving, but she’s not crying now. She’s good and pissed. “What the hell does that mean? You think I don’t need you anymore? For what?”
“To protect you, Jenny. But you sure as hell don’t seem to think I can.” And knowing that is killing me.
She stares at me. “I know you can.”
“Then why the fuck would you ask Landauer to do it?”
“I’m not. If I sent those in, it would be to protect you .”
That doesn’t make any fucking sense. “What?”
“I know you can take them out. But I also know Landauer’s going to be looking right at you when you do. And I don’t…” Her breath hitches before she steadies again. “You already spent five years locked away because you were protecting me. I tried to help you then but nothing I said made any difference. But it will now. And I don’t want to lose you for the rest of my life. So if you want me to send this in, to get rid of the Eighty-Eight that way, I will.”
“To protect me .” It still doesn’t fit in my head but it’s filling up the emptiness in my chest. “I protect you, Jenny. It’s not the other way around.”
“It is now. But only if you want it.” She takes a shuddering breath. “Because you gave me a choice when my dad came to you. You let me decide whether to let you protect me. That’s why I didn’t just send the photos in. So you could choose, too.”
“I don’t want it.” Reichmann’s mine to take out—and I need to earn my place at her side, not hide behind her. I know Jenny wouldn’t agree, and when her eyes tear up all over again, I cup her cheek in my palm. “I don’t want it like this. But knowing you were trying to look after me? I like that a hell of a lot. You don’t need to protect me, though. That’s what my brothers do. We watch each other’s backs, I watch out for you.”
“There wasn’t anyone watching your back the other night.”
Shit. Yes, there was someone. “You did, Jenny. You got me out of there and saved my life. Now I’m going to have to eat every word I just said.”
She smiles a little, then sighs. “I know that’s how the club works. I know they have your back. I’m still afraid.”
“I guess that’s not going to go away until it’s done. But I’ll be careful. Because I need to come back to you.”
“And I need you here.” She pulls at the front of my shirt as if to make sure I have her attention. “Not just for protection, either. That’s not the only reason you’re here. I hope.”
“The sweetness of your pussy might have something to do with it.” And me loving her so much I can’t imagine living without her.
She grins. “Good. Because I kind of like your big cock.”
“Bullshit. You love it.”
Her fingers fist in my shirt and she pulls me back toward the bed. “That I do.”
• • •
Jenny
Saxon has the Riders and Titans who’ll be going out to the compound meet at the ranch house instead of the lodge. They’re spread out around our rec room, listening as he sketches out the plan. I’m standing at the back wall and just keeping quiet. Normally he wouldn’t talk business in front of me—not just for the club’s protection but for mine. If anything goes wrong, the less I know the better. My dad’s standing up next to him. Though he doesn’t say anything to Saxon in front of the others, I can tell he’s not happy that I’m here. Then Saxon tells them I got the daylight photos of the Eighty-Eight’s spread, so I’m already in this balls-deep and suddenly my dad’s pissed at me, instead.
I can handle him, though. I have all my life.
And I know why Saxon’s doing it this way. I’m not going out with them—but it helps to hear them talk it over. Because they aren’t going in like I imagined. They won’t be riding in on their loud bikes with a bunch of shotguns strapped to their backs. Instead it sounds a lot like a military operation. Something most of these guys are
“To protect you, Jenny. But you sure as hell don’t seem to think I can.” And knowing that is killing me.
She stares at me. “I know you can.”
“Then why the fuck would you ask Landauer to do it?”
“I’m not. If I sent those in, it would be to protect you .”
That doesn’t make any fucking sense. “What?”
“I know you can take them out. But I also know Landauer’s going to be looking right at you when you do. And I don’t…” Her breath hitches before she steadies again. “You already spent five years locked away because you were protecting me. I tried to help you then but nothing I said made any difference. But it will now. And I don’t want to lose you for the rest of my life. So if you want me to send this in, to get rid of the Eighty-Eight that way, I will.”
“To protect me .” It still doesn’t fit in my head but it’s filling up the emptiness in my chest. “I protect you, Jenny. It’s not the other way around.”
“It is now. But only if you want it.” She takes a shuddering breath. “Because you gave me a choice when my dad came to you. You let me decide whether to let you protect me. That’s why I didn’t just send the photos in. So you could choose, too.”
“I don’t want it.” Reichmann’s mine to take out—and I need to earn my place at her side, not hide behind her. I know Jenny wouldn’t agree, and when her eyes tear up all over again, I cup her cheek in my palm. “I don’t want it like this. But knowing you were trying to look after me? I like that a hell of a lot. You don’t need to protect me, though. That’s what my brothers do. We watch each other’s backs, I watch out for you.”
“There wasn’t anyone watching your back the other night.”
Shit. Yes, there was someone. “You did, Jenny. You got me out of there and saved my life. Now I’m going to have to eat every word I just said.”
She smiles a little, then sighs. “I know that’s how the club works. I know they have your back. I’m still afraid.”
“I guess that’s not going to go away until it’s done. But I’ll be careful. Because I need to come back to you.”
“And I need you here.” She pulls at the front of my shirt as if to make sure I have her attention. “Not just for protection, either. That’s not the only reason you’re here. I hope.”
“The sweetness of your pussy might have something to do with it.” And me loving her so much I can’t imagine living without her.
She grins. “Good. Because I kind of like your big cock.”
“Bullshit. You love it.”
Her fingers fist in my shirt and she pulls me back toward the bed. “That I do.”
• • •
Jenny
Saxon has the Riders and Titans who’ll be going out to the compound meet at the ranch house instead of the lodge. They’re spread out around our rec room, listening as he sketches out the plan. I’m standing at the back wall and just keeping quiet. Normally he wouldn’t talk business in front of me—not just for the club’s protection but for mine. If anything goes wrong, the less I know the better. My dad’s standing up next to him. Though he doesn’t say anything to Saxon in front of the others, I can tell he’s not happy that I’m here. Then Saxon tells them I got the daylight photos of the Eighty-Eight’s spread, so I’m already in this balls-deep and suddenly my dad’s pissed at me, instead.
I can handle him, though. I have all my life.
And I know why Saxon’s doing it this way. I’m not going out with them—but it helps to hear them talk it over. Because they aren’t going in like I imagined. They won’t be riding in on their loud bikes with a bunch of shotguns strapped to their backs. Instead it sounds a lot like a military operation. Something most of these guys are
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