Page 47 of Dynamo
“That’s it?”
“What?” Mike asked, turning his head. Damn, he was gorgeous. Before my kidnapping, I’d have been all over him. Rugged, muscled, fuckin’ handsome and drop-dead fuckable, Mike was everything a wet dream was meant to be. Past me would have ownedhis ass. Not now. The mere thought of sex turned me off.
“No pushback?” I asked, puzzled.
“You said no; I respect that.”
“I refused this, but you forced the issue,” I retorted hotly.
“And it was a mistake to. I believed wrongly, and you have my apology. I’m forty-two years old, Dynamo, way past the age of playing silly fuckers. If I’m interested, then I’m not going to beat about the bush. I’ll state it. If you say no, I’ll move on.”
Was Mike really that genuine? No man was, not even my brothers. Soul and Bryony. She said no, but Soul kept pushing until he claimed her.
“Okay.”
Mike didn’t glance at me or talk to me until it was time to leave. I felt a bit deflated, like I wasn’t worthy of his attention. Just before I got into the SUV, he turned to me. “Balls in your court, Dynamo. I want to get to know you, but I won’t grovel. I’ll never fuckin’ beg. We’re equals.”
“You can do better than me.”
“That’s my decision, isn’t it?” he replied and opened the car door. Who the hell acted chivalrously around a biker woman? Mike did.
A week passed, and I heard nothing from him, and I had to admit, I didn’t like that. He’d wormed his way into my life, and now there was radio silence.Was Mike playing with my emotions? He hadn’t seemed the sort, but I was too damn unsure of myself.
“Dynamo, you got a moment?” Thunderbird called.
“What’s up?”
“I gotta do a run. Wanna come?”
I froze. Truth was I’d not done a run since I’d been taken.
“Yeah,” I forced out.
Thunderbird held my gaze and then nodded.
I followed him out of the clubhouse. “Where we off to?”
“The casino. Kosmic has had a heavy hitter drop a load. He needs a collect.”
“Damn, has to be a chunk,” I replied.
“Upper six figures. Kosmic doesn’t want it hanging around.”
“Can’t blame him.” I swung up onto my bike and took the lead. The casino moved every month to a different location. Only those who received an invitation knew the whereabouts. We invited high rollers, those who could afford to lose a small fortune.
My stomach clenched as I headed down the road. I was tense and on edge. The darkness of the night surrounded me, and I looked for shadows and hidden people that might attack. By the time I’d finished the twenty-minute ride, I was a nervous wreck.
Sweat poured off me, and I jumped as Thunderbird parked up behind me. Gathering my nerves, I walked into the venue with Thunderbird at my heels. The place was packed, and the sounds of money being made were all over. I made for where I could seeKosmic, and he looked surprised at seeing me.
“You needed a pickup,” I said.
“Yeah. The bag is over there,” he replied. He gave me a searching look. I smiled weakly; it did little to reassure him.
“Thunderbird will carry it,” I replied, and Kosmic nodded.
“No probs. I counted there is nine-hundred-k in there.”
“Damn, someone dropped a whack.”
