Riding Him (Ghost Riders MC 5)

“I’m going to go out and make this shot, then we’re going back to Kansas City. That funny flirting shit better only come my way. Got me?” Knox starts laughing, and I scowl at him. “I don’t know what’s so fucking funny, unless you think me leaving two bodies instead of one behind in Colorado is humorous.”

“No, baby.” He leans in a little. “Hate to say this while we’re still both naked, but you’ve never sounded more like your brother.”

My mouth falls open. Oh my God, he’s right. I sound just like my crazy, obsessed brother with Cas. Knox steals the opportunity to take my mouth in a kiss, and I easily melt into it. It leaves me breathless and reluctant to get up and do what needs to be done.

“It’s fucking hot, you getting all worked up over me, but I’ll be sure not to do it, because trust me, I’ll murder a motherfucker if he even looks at you with an ounce of interest in his eyes.”

“Don’t be calling anyone ‘baby’ either,” I add. I want to make sure all this is clear.

“Never have and never will. Unless you give me one.” With that little bomb, he jumps up and pulls me with him, unaware that I’m still reeling.

“Let’s go shoot this motherfucker, because as much as I like having you all alone out here, I want your ass in a soft bed tonight.”

“That fuck still hasn’t turned on his phone,” Knox growls into my ear. I can hear him clicking away on his computer. I’ve been lying out here for an hour and still nothing. I don’t know how many times I’ve scanned the crowd. If I could just get an area to focus in on, it would make this easier. There are too many people.

“Check your two o’clock. I got one of his guys pinging over there.”

Fuck yes, I think as I follow his instructions, looking for my target. Bingo.

“Got him,” I tell him. I’m itching to go it.

He’s standing next to a motorcycle, smoking a cigarette with a beer in his other hand.

“Keep eyes. No movement until my go.”

So I wait, doing as I’m told and knowing Knox will do me right. I don’t take the target until I have the all clear.

“Affirmative,” I tell him. “I won’t lose him.” I keep my scope locked on him while I listen to Knox pack up our camp and make a call to Cas, telling her to get public. They had decided to make sure Cas was trackable when the shot went down so no one could claim it was her. That’s what everyone would think. I’m too new for anyone to know about.

What I can do is to remain a secret. A card no one knows about. For some reason I like that. You’re always at the best advantage when people don’t know what’s coming and when you take them by surprise.

“We’re clear, baby. You still good?”

“Perfect,” I tell him, letting my eyes fall closed for a second. I feel the wind on my skin, gauging my shot like Cas taught me. Preparing myself for the run down the mountain with my gun in tow.

“Then take it.”

I open my eyes, zoning in, and I take the shot. The impact sends him flying back, knocking over his motorcycle in the process. I watch everyone scatter and see if he moves. He doesn’t. He was dead before he hit the ground.

“Target’s down.”

“Move,” Knox tells me, and I do. Faster than I ever have in my life. I want to get back to him as fast as possible and never leave that bed he talked about.

It’s then I realize I’m more excited about doing that than reporting in to the Ghost Riders to show them I was capable of being here. In this moment, all I can think about is Knox.

10

Knox

“Jesus. It’s huge.”

“I love it when you say that, baby.”

Violet looks over at me and rolls her eyes, then looks back to my house. It’s big, but me and the guys used it for a hangout back when we were in the service. The pool and the movie room were great for entertaining. But lately it’s felt too big for just me. Since Pres got the clubhouse up and running, we haven’t had a need for this place much anymore. Most nights I just crash at the club. I’ve got a single room on the second floor with just a bed and a change of clothes. I could have taken Violet back there, but something in me wanted to bring her here first.

I jump out of the SUV and go around to grab her door. I hold out my hand to help her out, and she raises an eyebrow at me.

“I’m a gentleman, baby. Don’t look so disappointed.”

She laughs, and I pull her into my arms. I love the sound of her laughter. It’s so light and sweet. It warms me to the core.