Chapter Four
Slater
This isn’t good. She’s not fucking answering my texts or calls. I just hope she’s safe because I’m not prepared to tell him I fucked up and let her get hurt. Puck has nothing on the brutal fucker I promised to keep Harley safe. I know this because I’ve ridden next to him since I was a teenager. He’s the only reason I took on this mission and completely gave up my own life for the past few years.
The ruthless old man has a soft spot for his daughter… even if he pretends not to. She’s his weakness and I guess I should feel honored that he chose me to protect her. Although when he sent me she wasn’t involved. She’s only recently made stupid ass decisions to interfere and put her life in danger.
I pull up next to the black truck I last saw her get into. It’s a damn good thing I went with my gut instinct and stuck a tracker inside the back end of the truck just before I took off. She has no idea I did that and by the way she’s reacted to everything else… I’m guessing she wouldn’t have approved anyway.
I light up a cigarette and drop the tail gate of her truck… giving myself a place to rest for the night. I could go in and cause a commotion to find out which room she’s in, but that’s only going to draw attention to us. That’s the last thing we need.
She’s going to learn to trust me real soon… or I’m going to handcuff her ass to me and give her no choice but to do what I say.
I lie back and look up at the sky, my head resting on my backpack, which doesn’t give much comfort while I wait for either morning or the first sign of the little spit fire that is Harley Davis.
Blowing my cover today was a very risky move, but I knew I couldn’t let her get away. She’s my number one priority in all of this and once I deliver her unharmed, my working days will be over for a while. I’ll move to some deserted place and live the simple life away from all of these dicks I’ve been forced to deal with for the past few years.
I barely have the chance to close my eyes before I hear the click of a gun, forcing me to be on the defensive instantly. “How the fuck did you find me?” Her sexy scowl has my dick twitching. This isn’t exactly the perfect time for my love of danger to send that spark of adrenaline through my body. She’s liable to shoot me without another thought.
“You have the phone I gave you.” She squints over the pistol that’s still aimed at my head. I haven’t moved from my laid-back position with my arms tucked behind my head, my eyes scanning down her entire body.
“I threw it away.” I sit up, completely frustrated with this woman, ready to throw her over my shoulder and put her in the back seat of her truck and deliver her.
“Have you not realized that I’m here to help you yet?”
“Have you not realized I don’t want your help?” I stand on the bed of the truck before I hop down to the ground in front of her. She never takes her aim off of me as I move around and the longer I make it without her shooting me… the more confidence I have that she won’t do it.
“You made that clear. But you see I’m just as stubborn as you are. We make quite the team.” She takes a few steps back as I walk toward her.
“We aren’t a team.”
“We could be. Think of how fuckin’ hot the sex would be.” I tease her, knowing it’s a fool-proof way of making her put her guard down. It works for all the women. I take a few more steps, backing her up past the driver’s door.
“You gonna drive? Or am I?”
“I am. And you’re not going with me.” I move quickly, pinning her up against the side of the truck, my hand gripping her wrist tight to prevent her from shooting if she decides its time.
“I’ll let you drive… but I’m going with you.” I grind my hips into hers, allowing her to feel the bulge in my pants and no doubt giving away just how fucking hot I think she is when she tries to act tough. Her breath hits my face as she exhales.
“Who are you?”
“They call me Slater.”
“Who calls you that?”
“The guys from the club.”
“Why are you so determined to help me?” Every time I answer her… she fires another question at me.
“I knew what Puck was planning to do with you. I figured you’d need some help…” I lean into her face and let my cheek brush against hers as I speak into her ear. “Thought maybe we could work something out if I helped you.” That sparks her feisty reaction just like I knew it would.
“Get the fuck off of me. I’m not your damn club whore.” I let her beat against my chest and she even gets in a fist to my jaw before I flip her around and hold her tight against me. She’s still flailing her arms and legs when I turn us both around and shove her against the door of the truck once again. This time she’s facing it and not able to scratch the shit out of me anymore.
“Fucking stop. God damnit. I’m here to help you. If I wanted to have sex with you, I’d already be balls deep inside this ass. Calm your shit before you make a scene.” I hold her against the door until her breathing slows. “Now if you’re done throwing your little fit, we’re going to get the fuck out of here and put some more space between us and the fuckers who want to kill us both.” I ease up on the tight hold I have on her just to test out her reaction to my words.
“Fine. But I’m not fucking you. If you want me to save your ass and get us both out of here in this truck, then you’ll have to deal with my rules.” I let her go and watch the frustration on her face as she hears me laughing.
“Just remember you’re the one that said we aren’t fucking.” I walk around the front of the truck and wait for her to unlock it.
“I have to go get my bags out of my hotel room. Is this your bike right here?”
“It’s the one I brought here… my bike isn’t even in this state.”
“You just going to leave it here?”
“Yes.”
“Well then… why don’t you come up with some sort of diversion that’ll send them in the wrong direction when they find it. I don’t need you leaving a trail of where I’ve been.” I already had this planned… but I really like that she’s already thinking like I am. This will help this escape go smoothly, as long as she’s over trying to leave me in her dust. I grab my backpack and meet her at the back of the truck.
“I’m coming with you.”
“Jesus. You’re going to be like a lost puppy around me, aren’t you?”
“Nah. Just imagine I’m after that ass of yours and can’t keep my eyes off of it.”
“Is everything sex with you?” I stop mid-step and shrug.
“I am a man. What do you expect?” She leaves me standing, walking even faster when we get inside. She doesn’t out me as a creeper when we pass the guy in the hotel lobby, which surprises me. I was expecting her to act like I was chasing her and use him to get me away from her.
I let the elevator close before I say anything to her. “Smart woman.”
She looks at me like I’m an ass, rolling her eyes and looking away instantly. I know she’s just playing hard to get, thinking I’ll continue to chase her.
Little does she know... I don’t chase anyone. This little game I’m playing is only until I can deliver her safely. Keeping my true intentions silent is something I’ve decided is mandatory.
She’ll never agree to what I have planned for her. Her father already warned me that she’d have reservations. So, I’ll just keep it all from her until I don’t have a choice.