“I’m sorry doesn’t forgive everything,” I pointed out, the moment Peter dropped to his knees in front of me and apologized.

“I’m aware of that, but baby my heart is just breaking right now and I don’t know how to fix it.”

“You behaved like an ass.”

“I just said I was sorry,” he reminded me softly.

“Why aren’t you angry?” I asked, wondering what he was up to. Peter was too calm. I expected him to storm into the room and yell at us. He didn’t, although I noticed he ignored R.J. completely.

“I overreacted before and look where that got us,” he sighed and stood, sitting next to me on the mattress. “I sort of lost my shit after you left. Forced me to think long and hard about our relationship. I don’t want to fight with you Rae or argue and play at silly games. I love you,” he whispered softly and cupped my cheeks in his hands, “try to forgive me for being an overbearing ass who just wants to protect you and keep you safe.”

“Pete,” I whispered back, my voice catching, “I love you too –”

His lips met mine and effectively cut me off. I moaned slightly at the level of passion that radiated from his muscular frame, falling back as he draped over me with his muscular body, his lips trailing across my jawline in searing kisses that branded me as his with every pass, “You’re my baby, my one and only.” He kissed me again as he pressed my arms above my head, grinding his hips into mine. “I might claim you Rae, but you own me body and soul too.”

“Oh Peter,” I didn’t say anything else because I knew his words were the truth. Now I only felt guilty for my night with R.J., and that wasn’t right either. He was important to me too. “I love both of you. Surely you know that.”

“I do,” he admitted, “but I also know that you’re only in love with me.”

He was right. My feelings for R.J. didn’t rouse the same level of hunger deep in my soul or make me tremble with delicious anticipation. Only Pete affected me with a longing that nearly stole my breath. “You’re right,” I acknowledged, shaking my head, “I’m so in love with you it’s frightening.”

A wide grin lifted the corners of his mouth in a sultry smile, “And that reason, right there, is why we’re perfect for each other Rae.”

I yanked my hands from the hold he had on my wrists and grabbed his head, pulled it close to mine, and ran my tongue along his bottom lip, “If you want me Pete, you have to be willing to share everything, not just what you want.” I nibbled lightly with my teeth and heard his answering grunt. “Love me all the way or not at all.”

For a moment I was swept away at the level of intensity that shone in his eyes and then his lips were back on mine, his hands began to roam the curves of my body, and his hips drove into mine as he groaned, “I want all baby, every little bit. Every piece of you, it’s all mine.”

Both of us were so lost in passion we didn’t hear R.J. return. A throat cleared as Peter jumped from the bed and pulled me with him, my hand clasped firmly in his strong grip.

“We’re good. Time to go back to the safe house.”

“Surely I can go home now, right?” I asked, my eyes darting back and forth between the two.

“No Rae, honey,” R.J. spoke up, “I saw the Outlaws here last night. They’re still looking for us.”

Peter stiffened and began to walk quickly toward the door like he remembered the danger for the first time, his hand clenching mine so tightly it went numb, “Rae needs secured now. We end this shit tonight. I’m going to pay a visit to Striker.”

“Who the hell is Striker?” I asked, wondering if he was another biker.

Neither answered me.

R.J. followed us out the door, yelling for Peter, “That’s stupid. We need to discuss this Pete.”

“I don’t have to discuss shit with you R.J. You proved that yesterday.”

No one said a word as we climbed in the Nova. R.J. started Jake’s Harley as I caught Beckett in his truck across the street. The seatbelt buckled around me before I realized Pete had done it.

“Peter?”

“Yeah, baby?”

“Are we being followed?”

His jaw pumped a few times before he answered, “Yeah, pretty much nonstop.”

“So how are we going to make it to the safe house?”

“Not sure yet, but Beckett has a plan.”

“And R.J.? He’s vulnerable on that bike.”

“Then I guess he should have thought about that yesterday,” he snapped.

I sighed, “You can’t punish him forever you know. He took his chance and now we all know the truth. What’s so bad about that?”

Peter was watching the road and checking his mirrors, but he managed a quick glance in my direction, his foot pushing a little harder on the accelerator. The Nova lurched ahead as we merged onto the city streets as the speed increased.

“Nothing is wrong with the truth Rae, but how he did it, now that’s a problem.”

I braced my arm against the door as we took a sharp right turn, racing down Frontier Street.

“Hold on baby!”

Peter flipped a fast U-turn at the next light and slammed his foot down on the gas.

“What’s happening?” I screeched, falling over on the seat.

Pete pushed me down with his right hand, “Don’t sit up Rae. We’ve got company!”

“Shit!” I cursed as the seat belt cut into my side. I’d have a bruise later, no doubt about it.

“Fucking hell!” Pete yelled, swerving the car from left to right. “They’re right on us Rae. Just stay down!”