Walking over to my sister who’s sitting quietly by herself on a sofa reading a book. I notice her briefly looks up to scan the room a few times taking in her new surroundings. I immediately feel guilty for having her thrust into the scary situation of having a man she doesn’t know pick her up and bringing her to the clubhouse around a bunch of strangers. She only did it because she trusts me, and I can tell how freaked out she is as I sit down beside her.

“Hey,” I nudge her shoulder.

“Hi,” she sighs, putting down her book and looking up at me. “Bella, what’s going on?” She whispers, glancing in the direction of Gabriel.

I decided she would be more comfortable if I took her to the room she’ll be using while we stay here. Logan told me on the ride here that Alba will stay in the room next to ours. He said he already had one of the prospects get it ready for her.

First, I want to stop by the kitchen and grab something to snack on. Standing up, I grab her hand, “Come on, Alba, let’s get some food, then I’ll show you to your room.”

I lead her past the bar and into the kitchen. I smell the fresh coffee as we walk in. Alba opens the pink box sitting on the table, and grabs a chocolate éclair from it, along with a napkin.

“Grab me one of those too, would ya?” I ask as I walk over to the cabinets to get some mugs. “You want a cup of coffee?”

“They happen to have cinnamon creamer?” she asks.

I rummage through the various flavors on the shelf until I find a Cinnabon flavor. I hold it up to her, getting her stamp of approval with a head bob while she places our donuts on a paper plate.

Once I’ve finished mixing our coffee, I motion for her to follow me up the stairs. Walking up the stairs I turn right, leading the way down the hall.

“It’s the last door on the left,” I inform her before finally stopping and opening the door.

It’s nice inside. Furnished with the basics. A full-size bed, a dresser that has a flat screen TV sitting on top, and a full-size bath of its own. Most of the rooms here I’m told are like this.

I sit down on the bed, setting the mugs on the nightstand. Alba sits down, joining me on the bed. Before I can even get one bite of my éclair in my mouth, she speaks up.

“Okay, Bella. Spill.”

Sighing, I tell her what I’ve been told. “Lee has been seen hangin’ with a biker club that calls themselves Los Demonios. They’re the rival MC the Kings have been having problems with lately. They also happen to be some pretty shady people from what I’ve heard.

I get up and walk over to the window, opening the curtains to let some light in. I turn, looking back over at my sister who’s still sitting on the bed.

Alba takes a sip of her coffee, “Okay, Lee hanging with scum like that isn’t anything new, but why do we have to be out here? What about Mom?”

“I wish I could tell you more, but that’s all I know. I stopped by and saw Mom at work. She kicked Lee out. She said this time it’s permanent.”

Her mouth gapes open in disbelief. “You’re kidding?”

I nod my head, confirming what I said to be true.

“I say good riddance to his sorry ass,” my sister adds.

I lay back on the bed; my sister doing the same.

“Are the guys worried that something might happen to us or something?”

“Yeah, they just want to make sure we stay safe, and they feel the best place to do that is here.” I shrug my shoulders.

“You really like him, don’t you?” she inquires with a smile.

I smile. I knew she would be asking eventually.

“Yeah, I really like him.”

“Wait!” she shoots up out of the bed and looks down at me. “You’re too relaxed for all this shit that’s going on. Usually, you’re more on edge. What gives?”

Her eyes go big and her hand covers her mouth, but I can still see the smile underneath.

“Bella! Did you have sex with Logan?”

I can’t help the smile that takes over my face and the warmth that fills my body just hearing his name.

“He took me home last night, after everything that happened.”

“Okay, back up. What happened last night?” she asks with concern.

I sigh, knowing I need to tell her, so she knows just how serious all this shit could be.

I give her the rundown of events from last night that lead me out to the clubhouse. And then when I got jealous seeing the same woman that we ran into at the vintage shop hanging all over Logan at the bar.

“Please tell me you said something to that skank.”

“I didn’t last night, but I definitely had my say this morning.” I rub my knuckles that are still sore.

“Ooh, I feel like I need popcorn for this,” my sister says, tucking her legs under her while holding a pillow to her chest.

“Not long after arriving back here this morning, that same chick came up to Logan. While I was sitting right there, she proceeds to hang all over him. I wasn’t about to have that shit happen anymore. So, I told the bitch Logan is mine. And I may have broken her nose when I punched her,” I tell her with a smirk on my face.

“I can’t believe I missed that!” She laughs out.

I laugh along with her. “Yeah well, my hand hurts like hell, but it was worth it.”

We both plop back and lay there stretched out on our backs, quiet for a few moments.

“I’m happy for you, Bella.”

“It was perfect, Alba. In that moment, everything else melted away. It was like I was high or something. I was completely consumed by him.”

Before I can get any further into the conversation my phone chimes with an incoming text. I dig it out of my back pocket. Seeing it’s from Mila, I open it.

Mila: Hey, whatcha been up to? How have you been?

Me: Not much. I’m good. How are you and Ava?

Mila: Good! Meet for coffee soon?

Me: Would love that! Bring Ava too?

Mila: Great! I will. Gotta go. Call soon!

Me: Hug Ava for me. Bye!

Setting my phone on top the dresser, I decided to get Alba’s things unpacked. She gets up and starts to help.

“That was Mila. I’ve been so wrapped up with my new job and Logan, I haven’t been to visit her and Ava in a while.” Ava is Mila’s daughter and the sweetest little girl. I love spending time with both of them.

I open the door to the small closet and peer inside to see if there happen to be any hangers. “Well, looks like you’ll have to keep most your things in the drawers for now. I’ll see if Logan can get some things you’ll be needing, like hangers. I’m sorry about all this, Alba,” I say, making my way to the bathroom and placing her makeup bag on the counter.

“It’s fine, Bella. If I’m with you I can deal with it, but I will need some more of my things from the house before I have to go back to school.”

“That shouldn’t be a problem. I’m sure Logan will get one of the brothers to take us, so we can grab whatever else we need. How about we go downstairs? We can meet some of the other members later, but for now, we can learn the layout out of where everything is. Find out what we can and can’t do around here.”

Sighing, she gives in and we leave the bedroom, making our way down the stairs.