Page 3 of Raven's Daggers

I give myself a couple more minutes before getting up and heading to the showers. Once I'm done and changed, I head towards Naomi's office.I basically keep a mini wardrobe in my locker here. My home away from home.Walking into her office, she lifts an eyebrow at me.

“What?” I smirk, cocking an eyebrow back at her.

“Oh nothing, just figured you’d run off without saying bye this time.” She teases.

“No chance in hell. I always try to say bye and at least give you a rundown of my day.” I sass back, leaning against her desk.

“I know, I know. I just worry about you. Yes, you can handle yourself, but I need my best friend to come back in one piece. You aren’t unkillable, ya know?” She trails off, worry etched on her face.

“Don’t worry. Today I’m just taking my bike to the shop. Then I’ll probably just pick up a side job.” I assure her. Who knows what the side job will be. Since Eddie runs the Mafia, they have their hands dipped in a little bit of everything at this point. From small businesses that help the community stay afloat, building safe houses for trafficked women and kids, to running weapons and more. The latter I hardly help with.

“Okay, love you. I’ll still see you tonight, right?” She hints, making sure I haven’t forgotten.

“Most definitely! Bestie date night is still on at my house. However, will you see if a couple of the guys will follow me in my car so I can drop my bike off?” I plead pushing off her desk.

“Definitely. I’ll call Marco now so they will be right behind you.” She replies back, already picking up the phone.

“Thanks, you’re the best. Also, tell those fuckers they better not burn up my clutch.” I tease as I walk to the door.

“Oh, I know I’m the best. What would you do without me? Don’t worry, I’ll let them know you’ll kill them yourself if they mess up your baby.” She jokes.

“I definitely wouldn’t be here without you. See you later babe.” I walk out of the office, heading to the back door of the gym where my bike and gear are locked in the garage.

Pulling my leather jacket from the hook, I put it on and zip it up before grabbing my helmet and hopping on my Ninja H2, ready to start it up. Of course it’s black and purple as well to match my car. I may use them both in street races, but I also have to keep them street legal. Pulling my phone from my jacket, I turn on my playlist before pulling out of the garage.

About thirty minutes later, I’m pulling into the shop Eddie told me about a few weeks ago called Delgados Auto Shop. It’s in the next town over. Apparently, he has deals all over this side of Dallas. He’s already called and told them I’d be coming and what needs to be done, all I have to do is drop it off.

Walking in the front door, the bell above chimes. Moving towards the counter, I wait until I hear a guy from the back yell out.

“Give me a sec, I’ll be right in.” After a couple of minutes, the guy walks in, wiping his hands on a shop rag and shoving it into the pocket of his dark wash jeans.Holy shit. God he’s tall, and damn does he have the brightest ocean-blue eyes I have ever seen. His jet black hair is cut short and slicked back. Tattoos litter his body and my eyes can’t help but follow them down his bronze colored arms and back up his neck. Shit, I wonder where else they are.Nope.Nope, not going there.

“Hey, I’m Reyes. What can I do for you?” When I look up, he has a smug smirk on his face. Stunned because apparently I was gawking at him.

“Oh, umm yeah, Eddie said he called about my bike. I’m just bringing it up here to drop it off. I’m Raven, by the way.” I state, trying not to stare at this beautiful man before me.

“Yeah, he called and told us everything you want done. We already got everything ordered. We will get it ready today or tomorrow and call you when it’s done. Just write your number down here for me. If I’m not here, my brother will be.” He replies as he slides me a piece of paper and pen to write my info down on. Getting a whiff of his scent has me pausing.He smells like motor oil, something woodsy, cedar maybe? And is that weed?

“Thanks. It’s hard to find anyone reliable to work on bikes or cars these days.” I say coolly as I write my name and number down.

“That's true. My brother and I have owned this shop for a while, bikes are more our thing. Our friend, however, owns a car shop. If you ever need yours worked on just let me know, I’ll send you his way. And by the looks of your car outside, pretty sure you work on it just as often as your bike huh?” He winks as he points to my car outside.

Damn, that wink alone turned me on.Chill the fuck out.“You’re not wrong, and thanks, I’ll keep that in mind. Just give me a call when it’s done.” I slide my info back over to him before turning to head out of the shop. Chuckling on the inside, he’s not wrong. I probably have more money in my car and bike than in my house.

“Anytime. Catch ya next time, Raven.” He replies, meeting my stare with that damn grin again as I walk out of the shop. Walking up to my car, I give a two-finger salute to Marco and the other guy with him to let them know I’m good to go so they can head back to work.

Chapter two

Raven

Starting my car, I pull away from the shop and get on the highway. I call Eddie to see if there’s anything he needs me to do before heading home.

“Hey kiddo, you get your bike dropped off?” He asks.

“Yeah, I was just calling to see if there was anything you needed me to do before calling it a day?” I question.

“Actually yeah, there is one thing you could do for me. If you don’t mind, can you run to Sirens and pick up the drop for me?” He requests.

“You got it boss, I’ll head that way now.”