“I know,” he sighed. He let go of her other hand and braced himself on his forearms so he could see her face clearly. “Look, I know I shouldn’t have ordered you, but that’s who I am, Scarlett. Especially when I’m pissed and realizing that if the girls hadn’t been quick enough, he could have grabbed you. I would tear this entire state apart to find you, and I won’t give him another chance to grab you. You or the girls.”
Her breath hitched slightly. “I’m terrified, Rogue. All I could think today was that I couldn’t let him take them. I looked into his eyes and saw the recognition when he realized who I was. He was pissed, and he was ready. He wouldn’t have cared if he caused a scene to get us out of there, either. He would have gladly killed me to get to them.”
“I will never let him touch a hair on their heads,” he vowed. “But I can’t do that if I don’t know that you’re safe. At your house, there are far too many access points. We would have to have a whole team of brothers watching you. Here, you can move around as freely as you want and know you’re safe. Because even if they managed to breach the gate somehow, they would have to deal with the rest of us, and we wouldn’t hesitate to take them out.”
“I know we’d be safer here with you, but do you really think I want to be around the club girls that you’ve fucked for years? Or for the girls to have to witness wild parties and free for all sex? They might know what it all is, but they’re not ready for that. Not after everything they’ve been through.”
“First, the girls aren’t going to be around any of that because no kids are allowed after certain times. If they sneak in, then I’ll be escorting them right back out. We’re bikers, Scarlett, and we like to party and fuck. It’s who we are and who we’ve always been. The important thing is that the club whores are here of their own free will. They choose to come here, and they know what it means. No one is forcing them, and anything happening here is consensual.”
“So you can promise me that, even during kid-friendly hours, they won’t walk through the clubhouse and see something they shouldn’t?” she asked skeptically.
He sighed. “They shouldn’t, but I can’t promise anything. Hell, Royal and Savage get it on all the time in his office. Esme and Fury, and Steel and Harlow are the same.”
Scarlett shook her head. “They’re in monogamous relationships.” She paused. “Right? Or am I about to find out how it’s not cheating if it’s a club whore??”
The clear distaste on her face made him bite back a chuckle. “All of us are faithful to our women. I won’t lie, that some men may not be if they decide in the future to have an Old Lady, and in those cases, you just need to mind your own business.”
“So you’re telling me that if I’m not around and you’re surrounded by a bunch of naked women, you’re going to be faithful to me?” she demanded.
“I am,” he said firmly. “Already told you, I don’t cheat. Why would I want to cheat when you, the only woman who has ever completely satisfied me, are right here?”
She still didn’t look convinced. “We’re getting off topic. I need you to understand that instead of ordering me, you need to discuss things with me. In bed, you can order me around as much as you want, because I’m okay with that, but outside of it, I need you to respect me enough to communicate with me. I won’t be a doormat. Especially not when it comes to the girls.”
“I’ll try to discuss things with you unless you’re in danger,” he countered. “I’m a biker, Scarlett, and we learn pretty quickly to think on our feet. If I have to pick you up and lock you three away while I deal with the threat, I will. I won’t be stopping to discuss shit with you before I do. Anything else, I’ll try.”
She huffed out a breath. “I feel like that’s as good as I’m going to get. Fine, but I’m not staying here in the clubhouse.”
“We can stay in the apartment over the garage. Has two bedrooms and two bathrooms, so some space.”
She smirked. “The girls will be happy to know that. They’re always fighting over the bathroom. But what about my work? I can’t lose my job.”
“Do you have any vacation time you can take?”
“I do, but everyone but me is on vacation right now, so I can’t take any.”
He cursed. “Fine, we’ll figure something out. We’ll have someone with you at the library at all times. But you’re never to leave his sight, got it? That place is too damn big, and someone could grab you pretty damn easy.”
She nodded. “Okay, I can do that.”
“Good.” They stared at each other for a moment, and then Rogue took her mouth again, needing to taste her. She moaned, and he pulled his head back just enough to rasp, “I was going to wait until tonight to have you again, but I don’t think I can.” He ground his hips into hers, letting her feel how hard he was.
She gasped and arched to grind back against him. “Yes,” she whispered. “I need you. Now.”
He lifted his body to get his hands between them, fingers working at her button and zipper. He moved to pull them down and then cursed loudly when there was a sharp knock on the door. “Fuck off,” he snarled.
“Sorry, brother,” Savage’s voice said through the door. “Code got the video feed and you need to see it.”
Rogue and Scarlett froze. “Be right there,” he said, quickly zipping and buttoning up Scarlett’s pants. He looked back at her. “Later,” he promised.
Scarlett nodded, and they both headed downstairs.
CHAPTERTWENTY-FIVE
SCARLETT
She stared at the man on the screen and felt the same creeping chill as she did in person only a short hour ago. It spoke of how evil could show through anything, even a screen. She watched as he spotted her, and the moment he noticed Rogue and his club brothers coming down the hall. Even from the grainy footage she could see the anger on his face. He wasn’t happy he was interrupted.
“He’s going to disappear into the crowd, but just watch for a couple seconds,” Code advised.