Page 36 of Flash (Iron Thunder MC 2)
“I have to go to the Clubhouse, have a meeting with the MC. Something’s come up.”
She nodded. “Yeah, of course. You go. I’ll keep myself busy around here.”
“What will you do? Maybe it’s better if you stay here today. Lie low.”
Allegra looked at me and smiled.
“Don’t worry, I know exactly how to lie low and stay out of trouble.”
She came toward me as I was about to leave the room. She put her hands on my shoulders and looked straight into my eyes.
“I know what I said is a lot to take in…” she began.
It was more than that. I wasn’t sure she would fit in my lifestyle, but I said nothing. Not now. “…but I’m very happy that you have been willing to listen. You have no idea what your support means to me, Flash.”
I kissed her lips. It was one long, deep kiss.
“I’ll make sure to be back by dinner, and we can talk.”
“I’ll make dinner for us. I’m sorry I was too stunned to cook us breakfast.”
“Sure,” I said and we finally parted ways. I knew she would end up sucking me in and I would never leave if I didn’t leave now.
I went to the bedroom and changed into fresh clothes, and the whole time, it was only Allegra on my mind. I couldn’t look at the bed now without picturing her in it.
She looked so beautiful there. Mine. All mine.
But what if I had to let her go? What if she was the kind of responsibility I wasn’t prepared for?And she was the first thing Bolt asked me about when I met him outside Fifth Gear. We were both parking our bikes and heading in.
“Where is she now?” he asked.
“At my place.”
He stopped in his tracks. I knew he was surprised to hear it because he was aware of my reluctance to bring any chicks back there.
“You took her to your place? And you’ve just given her free rein of your house while you’re here?”
I stopped too and turned to him. I knew what he was thinking—that I was losing my mind.
“I want to help her. Keep her safe from her ex. Her life is in danger.”
Bolt glared at me. Maybe he was thinking about the fight I’d put up against him when he claimed Cassie a few weeks ago.
“And is she sleeping in your bed too? Rearranging the cutlery while she’s at it?”
I ran a hand through my hair. He wasn’t wrong.
Bolt came up to me and he wasn’t grinning any more.
“Look man, take it from me. She seems like a nice girl. With complications, but a nice girl, nonetheless. She doesn’t seem to be like the rest of the chicks around here. Even Cassie said so.”
“Yeah, I know. She’s nothing like anybody else I’ve met before.”
“Are you going to claim her?” he asked out of the blue. Did he read my mind? I got immediately defensive.
“I haven’t done anything yet. Like I said, I’m just trying to keep her safe for now.”
I strode away from him before he could say anything else. I didn’t feel like getting any more unsolicited advice from him.
When I walked into Fifth Gear, I noticed the immediate chaos around me. Guys were shouting. I could hear Drax’s loud voice above all the din.
I pushed past the guys so I could get to the spot by the bar. Ghost, Spike and Drax were already standing there, discussing something loudly.
“What the fuck is going on?” I growled and some of the men parted so I could go through.
On one of the bar stools, a prospect was sitting with his shirt off.
Drax, Ghost and Spike looked up just as Bolt joined me by my side.
Ghost glared at me and put his hands on the prospect’s shoulders, slowly turning him around on the stool so I could see what they were all looking at.
“Fuckin’ Hell.” Bolt groaned under his breath while I stared at the scene in front of us.
The guy had a searing mark on his chest. His face was scrunched up in pain and he was clutching a glass of whisky like it was medicine.
Someone had branded him. It turned his skin a deep red with purple blotches, but the design was unmistakable.
It was the Silver Knights logo.
He’d been branded by them.
I looked up to meet Drax’s eyes. They were bloodshot and enraged. Slowly, he shook his head like he was going to kill someone.14AllegraFlash was gone and I had the whole house to myself. I didn’t know when exactly the housekeeper was supposed to arrive, but tried cleaning up around the place anyway. It wasn’t like I had anything else to do and this way, I’d stay occupied and distracted till dinner, I hoped.
I wanted to stay distracted from the thought that I’d messed up everything with Flash.
Why did I let him convince me to tell him the whole story? I shouldn’t have spilled all. I should’ve known it would spook him and make him doubt our compatibility.
