Fierce (Storm MC 2)

“Then I’m not okay with staying there. I can’t just put my life on hold like that.”

“I’m not asking you to put your life on hold; just to drop out of sight for a little while so we can keep you safe. I can organise help for your mum at the café.”

“No, Scott, she needs someone who knows the café.”

He was getting agitated. I could tell by the vein popping in his neck and the way he was rubbing the back of his neck. It was too bad though; I wasn’t bailing on my mum when she needed me.

“I know I said I wanted you, and I fuckin’ do, but Christ, you’ll be the fuckin’ death of me, woman.”

I stood my ground. “I’ve laid down and let too many men walk all over me in the past, Scott. I won’t do it again. Maybe you need to be the one to decide whether you can handle that shit.”

He didn’t even think about it; he just growled, “Babe, I can handle that shit and more.”

Butterflies took over my stomach and his growly voice set my nerves alight with excitement. I smiled at him. “Good, because there’s a lot of baggage for you to sort through.”

As we stood watching each other, we were interrupted by a knock at my front door. I moved to go and answer it but Scott put his hand on my arm and shook his head. “Wait he

re, I’ll get it.”

I didn’t say anything but on the inside I was rolling my eyes. Seriously, if someone was coming to get me, why would they knock on the door? I moved out of the way and let him go and be my caveman. A moment later I heard Cassie’s voice and laughed out loud. “Thanks for saving my ass, Scott. You’ve got to watch out for Cassie cause you never know when she’s going to pull her ninja moves out and try and hurt you,” I yelled out.

He came back into the room with a scowl on his face. “I can tell that you’re taking this seriously.”

I took pity on him because he really did look annoyed and I knew that he was just trying to look out for me. “Sorry. Just trying to lighten the mood,” I apologised, and then ignoring the surprised look on his face, I waved my hand between the two of them and said, “Scott, meet my best friend, Cassie. Cassie, meet my caveman, Scott.”

Her eyes widened. I hadn’t had a chance to fill her in on anything that had happened the last few days. She was a good friend though; she didn’t quiz me on it in front of Scott. That would be girl catch up time conversation. Instead she asked, “What have I missed here? What’s Scott saving you from?”

“Just some biker stuff that’s going on. Now tell me, to what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?” I was trying to give her the hint that I wanted to talk to her about this in private.

She picked up on my message and smiled at me in that knowing friend way. “I haven’t heard from you in a little while so I thought I’d drop in and see how you are. Your mum told me you had the day off.”

Scott broke into our conversation. “Ladies, as much as I’d love to shoot the shit with you, I’ve got business to get back to. Harlow, this conversation is to be continued but for the moment, I’ve got one of my boys watching you so you’ll be safe.”

“What do you mean, you’ve got one of your boys watching me?” I was so not used to the way Scott did things and I was struggling to get my head around it.

“I mean, if you look outside, you’ll see one of my men on his bike guarding you. Anyone tries to get to you, they’ve got to go through him first and he’s not an easy fucker to get past. You go out anywhere, he’ll be following you.”

“Damn. I need me a caveman like you,” Cassie said, and I didn’t fail to notice the breathlessness in her voice. Oh, good Lord, she was sucked in to the Scott Cole bossy charm.

I shooed him. “Okay, fine. Got you. I’ve got my own personal bodyguard. Thank you. Now, go and leave us girls to talk about you.”

He shook his head in a ‘what the fuck am I getting myself into’ kind of way. But then he pulled me in for a kiss and smacked my ass before he began walking out of the room. “Get some sleep, babe. I’ve got plans for you tonight.” And then he was gone and my skin was tingling with excitement.

After we heard the front door close, Cassie turned to me and shrieked, “Fucking hell! Spill the beans, girl.”

We spent the next hour over coffee and cake while I caught her up on what was happening between me and Scott.

“So, you’re together now?” she asked.

I shrugged. “He was pretty clear that he wants me in his life, but you know what? For once in my life, I’m just going with the flow and not forcing something. I don’t know him that well yet so I want to take my time working him out.”

“And are you worried about this threat that’s been made? It sounds scary; like do you really want to get involved with someone who brings that type of stuff into your life?”

“I know I should probably be running the other way but I’ve seen Scott in action and I believe that when he says he can keep me safe, he’ll keep me safe. And, I’ve lived my whole life picking guys that I thought were the better option. I’ve always gone for the men who I thought were the good guy. And, they all screwed me over one way or the other. Scott might be a biker and be involved with trouble but he’s shown me so many other sides to himself that are worth something more than anything those other assholes gave me.”

“Yeah, you can’t always judge someone by their outwards appearance can you?”

I smiled mischievously. “Well, Scott’s pretty hot to look at... I’d say you’d be right to judge him as the guy most likely to give you an amazing orgasm.”