“We’re still so new, Callum. I’m?—”
“I don’t care if you think we’re new. You’re it for me. I won’t let anyone go after you. Whoever this is will learn exactly who you belong to.”
“Callum,” she says, but I kiss her briefly, shutting her up.
“Is that why Butcher is on you? What does Striker think we should do?”
She looks down, avoiding my eyes.
“Striker doesn’t fucking know, does he?”
She shakes her head. “Striker just sent Butcher to watch over me. My team put a protection detail on Jude while I was staying at the house. But now that I’m not there anymore, I’m not sure what the plan is.”
“Who is the team?” I lift her chin so she’s looking at me. “If it’s not Striker, then who?”
She looks everywhere but at me.
“Eyes, Andi.” I squeeze her a little closer, hoping to ground her and make her feel safe.
“I got a hold of Ridley and Julian. They’re looking into the accident and the letters and photos. I thought it was a fan. I still do. But they don’t.”
“What kind of photos?”
Something in my gut tells me this is deeper than just a fan. I agree with Ridley and Julian on this one.
“Mostly photos of me and Raine after the accident. But there’s one of you and me.”
And there it is. The reason she was pushing me away.
“What was that photo?”
“The one of us?” she asks, and I nod. “You and me outside Striker’s house.”
“Fuck. I’m sorry, baby, for leaving you exposed like that. We’ll get this figured out, okay?”
“I don’t want you to have to worry or be inconvenienced by me.”
“You are never an inconvenience.” I brush my lips softly against hers.
Deepening the kiss, I slide my tongue into her mouth. Her body starts to move against mine. If I don’t want to take her out here in the open, or in front of Butcher, I need to get her somewhere more private. I slow the kiss and pull back.
“Come on, baby. Let’s go get some food and then head to the clubhouse for the night.”
We take off and head into town to a small restaurant I’ve been wanting to try. If I take her to the Roadhouse, word will get back to Striker and Amelia. I need to make a call before that happens.
The poundingon the door startles me, and both Andi and I jump. I reach for the gun hidden under the edge of the bed, but then I hear Frost’s voice.
“Get up. You have a visitor.”
“I’ll be out in a bit,” I respond, then roll until my girl is under me. “Baby, I wanted to wake up and have breakfast, but that plan has been interrupted. If you want to just wait here, I’ll be back in a bit. This shouldn’t take long.” I kiss her deep and press my morning wood into her.
“I can go to the kitchen and get us some breakfast.”
“No. The breakfast I want doesn’t come from the kitchen.” I move my hand to the apex of her thighs, and she blushes. “I want you for breakfast for the rest of my life,” I say, getting a dopey smile in return. “Stay here and keep the bed warm.”
I press into her and kiss her again. When I pull away, her lips are swollen and her pupils are dilated.
“Fuck, baby, how am I supposed to get out of this bed with my cock so hard it could pound nails?”