Shattered (Shattered Souls MC 1)

“Morning,” she rasps.

I lean over and kiss her lips lightly, tucking her hair behind her ear. “Morning, gorgeous.”

She sits up and grins. “I need coffee.”

I laugh and pull her to me. “Okay, let's get dressed and go out there for some coffee.”

When we get out, everyone is here. I walk to the small kitchen and grab two mugs, filling them with coffee. She adds her milk and sugar, while I sip mine black. I watch her, her dark brown hair swinging around as she moves, her deep blue eyes fixated on the task at hand. Those full, plump lips as she takes her first sip. Fuck, she’s sexy.

“Can I grab some coffee or will I get another elbow to the ribs?” Kace asks, walking up to us.

She looks up at him, sorrow on her face. “I’m sorry, Kace. It won’t happen again.” She hugs him and he wraps his arms around her. “Unless you deserve it,” she mumbles.

The three of us laugh and I pull her to my side. I love that Kace and Harper have a relationship, but seeing someone else’s hands on her, even my best friend’s, it’s not something I can handle.

“Brooks is here, looking to talk,” Kace says, his eyes flicking between mine and Harper’s.

I feel her tense next to me, but I rub my thumb on her shoulder trying to get her to relax.

“Harper has to get to work soon, when she leaves,” I reply.

He nods and leans against the other small counter. “You two good?”

He’s worried. He’s worried this is all gonna blow up in my face. We fought it out last night because he wants me to stop. I told him it’s not possible, especially now. If Kingsley is coming at us, going for innocents to send a message, I need to know why. As much as I don’t want Harper to go, I’m hoping she might hear something and feel the need to share it. After I told her something last night, I’m really fucking hoping she returns the favor.

“Isn’t this cozy?” Brooks says, grabbing a mug.

“Morning,” Harper says.

I watch him closely to see if I notice what she said last night, but he gives her a wink. “Morning, Harper. I hope you slept well.”

“Sure did,” she says, turning her back to him. “So, I’m…” she stops talking and grabs my hand. “Can I talk to you in private?”

I laugh when Kace holds up a condom as we walk out. “What’s up?”

“I’m not comfortable talking around him, I’m sorry. I need to head out. Do you want me to call you or what are we doing?”

I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her closer. “I want you to call me when you get there, and if you leave for any reason. I want you to call me when you’re leaving, and if you wanna have a little phone sex.” I pull her closer, thrusting my hips against her.

She laughs and hits my arm. “Okay, but what about when I leave?”

“You come here,” I say.

“Just like that, huh.”

I take my chance and wrap my hands in her hair, slamming my mouth to hers. Her tongue tangles with mine and I know I’m gonna be hard all day thinking about what she does to me. I pull away, keeping my hands in her hair. “Yeah, babe, just like that.”

“We need to figure out what the fuck those messages mean,” Porter says, lighting a joint.

“It doesn’t make any sense. He thinks he knows something, but what?” I question, looking around the table.

Brooks looks around and sighs. “It’s gotta be Harper.”

My head snaps to his and I see red. “How? Why the fuck would he send men to so many different people? That shit makes no sense.”

“Yeah, I agree with Z, something isn’t right. If it was about Harper, he wouldn’t threaten innocents. He’d go right for us,” Reid says.

I nod my head in agreement and take a hit of the joint Porter passes to me. Everyone got the same message, everyone got tied up, and everyone said they had masks on. Hiding isn’t usually Kingsley’s way, which just adds to the confusion.