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She shook her head. “No!” Her backside came up against the tree Brew had slammed into, the breath rushing from between her parted lips. “I tend to laugh when I get nervous. And you’re scaring me.”

“Oh, yeah?” I stopped when I was almost flush against her. A deep breath would have had me brushing against her tits. “I can scare you a lot more if you don’t give me what I want.”

“I don’t appreciate you threatening me. I stayed with your brother. Made the calls for help. Is this how you repay an innocent bystander?”

“You’re hardly a bystander.” I noticed the green of her eyes had little flakes of gold in them, and her lashes were thick and long, natural. The same color as her chestnut hair. I fought to keep from touching the silky waves, realizing that my thoughts of Brew were dulling and being replaced with inappropriate thoughts about Leo. “And I doubt anything about you is innocent.” My gaze dropped to her lips, which were covered with a thin gloss. They were plump and tempting. Hell...

My phone vibrated and I dug it out of my pocket, thankful for the interruption. It was Lynx. “Did you catch up to him?”

“No. He must have turned off somewhere.”

I kept my eyes on Leo’s. “Head to Mid-Coast then. I’ll meet you there.”

“Got it.”

Once he was off, I hit Wolfe’s number.

He started right in with, “Buck already called, Brother. You get the name of the driver from the witness?”

My lips turned down, frustration evident in my tone, “No. She’s not cooperating.”

“She still with you?”

“Yup.”

“Bring her to the clubhouse. She goes nowhere until we get to the truth. For all we know this could be connected to those fuckers the Maniacs and the trouble that went down in New York.”

I sucked in a deep breath because I sensed that this wasn’t going to go over particularly well with the woman. Wolfe was right though—we needed to make sure that Brew hadn’t been targeted because he used to ride with the Maniacs. Little Miss Leo may have been innocent, but whoever had been driving that car wasn’t, and she was protecting them. “Will do.” Wolfe hung up, but I pretended that I was still talking to him. “I’ll lock her ass up in the basement.”

The clubhouse didn’t have a basement, but Leo didn’t know that. I’d said that part for her, rewarded when worry filled her eyes and she turned pale when she realized I was talking about her. I grinned, enjoying the color of alarm on her pretty face. “Looks like you’re coming with me, darlin’.”

She shook her head and looked like she was going to bolt.

“Look around you, Leo. You see anyone else you can hitch a ride with?”

“Damn,” I heard her low murmur. “My mama taught me to never go off with strangers. I’ll walk.”

Knowing the area, I snorted. The clubhouse was down the road, about half a mile. After that it was a couple of miles to reach Georgetown. “It’s settled then. You’re coming with me.”

“So you can lock me up somewhere? I don’t think so.”

She sank away from me as I stepped closer. I saw her wince as the bark of the tree dug into her back.

“You ready to tell me who you’re protecting?”

She didn’t respond but I could see the stubbornness in her eyes. “Then you have two choices. You can either sit behind me and hold on, or I’ll put you in front of me and trust me, you won’t like what you feel.”

She blinked. And blinked some more. My grin was suggestive, and once she figured out what I meant, she blushed and stuttered, “Y-You’re a pig!”

I shrugged. “Just being truthful. I’m an ass man and having one up against me gets me hard.” I paused to emphasize. “Every time.” I turned and headed for my bike with a grin on my face. “Better make up your mind, before I make it up for you.” I climbed on and sat there waiting. I was surprised at the patience I was showing when I wasn’t normally a patient man.

Only I’d underestimated her stubbornness, and perseverance. When a car crested the hill, her eyes lit up, and I knew instinctively what she was going to do. She was going to cause trouble, that’s what. She stepped away from the tree and headed toward the road excitedly. I jumped off my bike and intercepted her.

I caught her up against me.

“Let me go!” she demanded.

The feel of her soft tits rubbing against me reminded me that I’d been getting a blow job from Jezzie before we’d been interrupted by Leo’s call. I still had a slight buzz from that.