Heavenly Hacked (Reckless Bastards MC 5)

Now all I wanted to do was to keep her safe and sound.

Chapter Sixteen

Vivi

There were a dozen bikes parked outside of Jag’s house, which meant just one thing: a meeting of the Reckless Bastards going on inside. I didn’t know what that meant exactly, but I was pretty sure it had something to do with Vigo Rizzoli. I fucking hated giving Jag that info but he was the only one who could decide how to fight. Whether to fight.

Of course he would fight. They all would. And someone might die. I just hoped it wasn’t Jag. Since I had no control over any of that, I focused on the layout of Siren Casino and Resort. Blaise’s campaign had reserved the grand ballroom but a prominent billionaire had paid the tab. Charitable donation, my ass. Still it was good to know where he would be and when because it gave me time to plot my revenge. Even if I wasn’t around to enjoy it, that motherfucker would know.

“Pack a bag Vivi!” Jag pounded on my door. “Be quick!”

I rolled my eyes and continued to eye the blueprints. Drake Foster had good cyber security at his place. It just wasn’t good enough. Getting in had been easy and so far, no one had been alerted that there was a breach in security. “Where am I going?”

I jumped a little when Jag’s hand smacked the door again. “Dammit, Vivi.”

I took a few screen grabs of the blueprints and shut my computer before opening the door. Lasso stood behind him but I fixed my glare just on Jag. “I am not a child, Jag. Don’t bark orders at me. Tell me what’s going on.”

He sighed and stepped up, getting in my space until I backed away. “Me and Cross need to go take care of some things and I can’t leave you alone. I won’t,” he amended to stop me from arguing.

“Where am I going? Exactly, Jag.”

“Lasso’s place. His wife is pregnant so he’s staying behind and—”

“I don’t think so. Fuck that.”

“Aw, c’mon sugar. I thought we were gettin’ along,” Lasso said.

I groaned. “You’re fine, cowboy. But you have a pregnant wife at home and I have people trying to kill me. Do I really need to do the math for you?”

He frowned and stepped into the camper to scowl at me, shrinking the space even further. “You sayin’ I can’t take care of you and my wife?”

“I’m saying the people who are after me won’t give a shit if she’s pregnant and has nothing to do with this.” I turned away and grabbed another pair of jeans and stuffed some other junk into a bag. “I’ll stay someplace else but not with you and not with anyone else. Enough people are in danger already.”

Jag butted in about then. “Dammit, Vivi, don’t make this difficult. Just go with Lasso. He’ll keep you safe. Hang out with Rocky and let her feed you. It’s one fuckin’ night.”

“Don’t use reason to sway me, damn you.”

He laughed and I rolled my eyes. “If anything happens, you protect her first. I can handle myself, contrary to what some people around here think.” I aimed that barb at Jag.

He stepped forward. “Vivi, I know you can handle yourself.”

I turned to Lasso. “Give us a minute.”

He nodded and stepped out, saying, “Grab your helmet ‘cause I didn’t bring an extra one.”

Jag pulled the door shut. “Vivi, I know you are more than capable of taking care of yourself but if you think for one second these guys will come at you one at a time, you’re wrong. Plus I won’t be any good to my club, or my brothers knowing you’re here on your own.”

“You don’t fight fair.”

He flashed his beautiful smile again. It always made my tongue tingle with a desire to get a taste of it.

“No, I don’t. But I need to be able to focus. I need you to go with Lasso.”

“Fine. I’ll go.” I didn’t want Jag or any of his friends getting hurt because he was worried about me. “Don’t do anything stupid.”

“We won’t. This is just a pickup but we’re going through some unfriendly areas. I’ll be back tomorrow in time for a late dinner.” Jag hesitated for a second, but his mouth was on mine again and all I could think about was this man. Everything about him was good and I wondered if I could ever live in his world.

Plus he was sexy as hell, and those taut muscles were a personal weakness of mine. Just like the man, his kisses electrified my senses like they were being caressed by live wire.