“Monroe has reassured us she’s keeping tabs on Everly to make sure she’s safe. Her law firm is trying to convince her to go into witness protection.”
“Witness Protection is bullshit. We could protect her better and you know that. I could protect her better.”
“So, what do you want me to do?” he asked.
“Lean on Monroe. Have her drop the idea of witness protection. Get her to tell us where Everly’s living. I can make daily drive-bys and shit.”
“And this has nothing to do with the overt flirting tactics you used on her when she came to us?” he asked.
“So, what if she’s pretty? I’m not getting my dick wet with Rex’s fucking sister. Are you insane?”
“Just making sure your head’s in the right place. But, no. I’m still not leaning on Monroe.”
“What?” I asked.
“She’s pregnant, Grave. She’s working one of the most high-profile cases of her career as her first one straight out of law school. She doesn’t need people leaning on her. She needs people trusting her opinion and supporting her.”
“That’s Knox’s job. Not ours,” I said.
“So long as I’m fucking President of this club it will be. You’re starting to sound a lot like the unethical asshole we bat out of this town, Grave.”
“I’m not talking about hurting her, Diesel Damn.”
“Good. You better not be.”
“But if Everly ever gets herself into trouble, it blows this entire damn thing out of the water. Don’t you think we should at least know where she is in case she doesn’t check in with Monroe or something?”
The silence on the end of the phone meant I had Diesel in a corner.
“That’s actually not a bad argument,” he said.
“Thanks.”
“Why didn’t you lead with that?” he asked.
“Because I didn’t think I would have to. I’ve never been denied the right to protect someone before. Didn’t think this club would start now,” I said.
“The only reason we’ve been putting you off it is because we all saw how much you flirted with her when she was at the lodge talking to us. How instantaneous your compassion was for her. You can’t fucking protect her to the best of your ability if you’re compromised.”
“Fucking watch me, Diesel”
“So, you are compromised.”
“Either get me the damn address or don’t. It was just a fucking suggestion,” I said.
“You really should come drinking tonight. We could all use it.”
“I’m good. Got dinner getting cold.”
“Shit. I missed a Grave dinner for this? I should come back,” Diesel said.
“There’s more than plenty.”
“You owe me one.”
“I always owe you one,” I said. “Talk to you later, Diesel.”
“We’ll be back after a while, Grave.”
I hung up the phone and sighed. I was tired of them giving me a hard time about flirting with Everly. It was just to put a damn smile on her face. Get her to calm down and talk with us. If she wanted to bang, sure. I’d get my cock wet between her thighs. But it wasn’t like it was anything serious. She was a valuable asset to our club and this RICO case and I was going to do anything I could to not only make sure she was safe, but make sure she knew she had testified for some good men.
Plus, it wasn’t my fault she was hot as fuck.
I dipped into the mashed potatoes and slammed some onto my plate. I was fucking starving. I scooped up some asparagus and picked up my fork, ready to fucking go to town. I’d worked my ass off through lunch with the guys trying to ride around town and put more pieces together. I was going to eat all this damn food and probably still have room for dessert.
Then, a knock came at the door of the lodge.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” I asked.
I looked at the food growing cold on my damn plate. But then the knock came again. Faster and lighter. Like someone was in a hurry to get someone else’s attention.
“Hello? Knox? Are you there?”
I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.
Was that who I thought it was?
Were my ears playing tricks on me?
“Knox? Anyone? There’s a bike out. Please. I need to talk.”
Everly.
Everly was at the fucking front door.
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