Page 37 of Puck (The Lost Boys MC)
“Hey, you growled, so I get a moan.”
He kissed my lips softly. “Fair enough.”
But just as his lips connected with mine once again, a light flooded our eyes. I shoved Puck away as he jumped practically across the hallway over to his bedroom door, but it was too late.
Stone’s eyes fell upon me before he nodded, then his attention turned to Puck.
“Take a walk with me,” Stone said flatly.
And after Puck looked over at me with a comforting stare, a nervous smile crossed my face.
“Goodnight,” I said softly.
Puck’s gaze turned back to Stone. “Night, Brigid.”
Holy shit, he saw us.
Which meant that if Stone saw us, it was only a matter of time before my father knew about it.
Twenty-One
Puck
The minute Stone told me to take a walk with him, I knew I was screwed. I peered over my shoulder to catch Brigid one last time, but she had already slipped away into her room. I didn’t want her worrying. I’d throw myself under the bus before I ever incriminated her. But did she know that?
Or would she continue to worry and keep herself awake?
“Follow me,” Stone said calmly.
I braced myself as we rounded the corner into one of the back hallways. We kept them deserted for a reason, just in case we needed to house one of our enemies. But that morning, I was the enemy.
And Stone slammed me against the wall before he wrapped his hand around my throat.
“Stone, fucking hell,” I choked out.
He snarled at me. “What in the actual fuck do you think you’re doing?”
I gasped for air. “Dude, I’m sorry. It just sort of—”
He squeezed my neck further as his knee found my groin. “What part of ‘stay away from our contact’s daughter’ did you not fucking understand?”
I wrapped my hand around his wrist, trying to breathe in the process. “It isn’t what you think. If you’d just let me bre—”
Stone barked with laughter. “I know exactly what I saw and what I heard, for that matter. Neither of you are necessarily quiet.”
“Stone, I can’t breathe. I-I can’t—”
He dropped his hand before he slammed me against the wall again. “And now, I know exactly why that goddamn intel from Pathways was late. You two were fucking, weren’t you? At her place?”
I rubbed the raw spot around my neck. “Look, none of this was her idea. I was the one that came onto her. I was the one that—”
“I don’t give a shit who came onto who!” he bellowed.
His voice echoed down the entire hallway and I prayed with all my might that none of her brothers were in this warehouse.
“Stone, let’s just take a breath and—”
In a flash, his hand wrapped back around my throat. “I don’t give a shit who started it or who jumped whose bones. I don’t care what you guys talked about, or what happened, or whether or not she pursued you. All I want is for you to end it.”
My eyes widened. “What?”
His face came closer. “End it or I’ll have your leather cut.”
I’d had enough. The second my hands pressed against his chest, I shoved him away so hard that he stumbled back into the opposing wall in front of me. His eyes lit up with anger and he balled up his fists, so I put one foot in front of the other and prepared for his assault.
But instead, he straightened his back. “You’re not worth my energy.”
I scoffed. “That makes two of us, then.”
His stare dropped down my body. “End it, or your career with us is done.”
“Are you really going to tell me that after all of the ways you and your O.G. members met the love of your lives?”
He narrowed his eyes. “Are you saying that Brigid is the love of your life?”
“Well, no. But—”
He growled as he leapt at me and punched me straight in my gut. “Then end it, you fucking sorry-ass piece of shit. Clancy is an overprotective motherfucker, and if he ever finds out you screwed around with his precious daughter, he won’t hesitate to kill you. And I just might let him.”
I doubled-over and fell to my knees gasping for air as Stone walked away. His words shocked me to my core as I tried to stumble up to my feet so I could tackle that pathetic excuse for a little bitch right to the ground. If he thought he could take cheap shots like that because he was fucking president, he had another thing coming.
But by the time I caught my breath and stood upright on my legs, he was gone.
“God damn it,” I growled.
“He’s right, you know,” Texas said.
I rolled my eyes as I leaned against the wall. “You come to punch me, too?”
He walked up to me, his shadow cloaking my entire body. “No. Just to help you back to your room.”
