“Harley?”

She regarded up at him, shocked on the emotion that crammed his gaze. “I can’t say I perceive how you are feeling, however I’ve seen issues you may’t think about. I additionally know you might be proper. There are monsters out right here. Ones that might tear aside the very cloth of your world. As insane as Ice is, he’s on the low finish of the monster scale.” He reached out, his fingers brushing a strand of hair from her face. His contact was surprisingly mild, a stark distinction to the repute he bore. “I’m not asking you to not be afraid. I’m asking you to let me defend you, to maintain you secure from the approaching storm.”

She met his gaze, her eyes looking his as if searching for a fact she desperately wanted. “And what for those who can’t? What if the fallout is an excessive amount of for even you?”

His jaw clenched, his fingers curling into fists. “I gained’t let something occur to you. I’ll destroy anybody who tries to hurt you. I’ll burn the world to ashes earlier than I allow them to lay a finger on you.”

The sincerity in his voice, the hearth that blazed in his eyes, despatched shivers down her backbone. In that second, she noticed previous the repute, previous the darkness, and glimpsed the depth of his devotion. “Promise me you’ll watch out too. I don’t need to see you harm.”

He cupped her face in his arms, his contact surprisingly tender. “I’ve survived worse than you may think about, Harley. And I’ll maintain doing it if it means you’re secure.”

“Set off, I can’t promise you something,” she mentioned, her voice wavering.

He smiled a real and reassuring expression. “I don’t want guarantees, Harley. I simply need an opportunity.”

With a nod, she provided him a small smile. “Okay, Set off. Let’s see the place this journey takes us.”

Chapter 11

Set off timed his assault completely. He opened the door, reaching out and dragging his unsuspecting sufferer into the room. Harley barely had time to scream earlier than he lined her mouth. Not wanting her utterly afraid, he turned her in his arms and backed her towards the desk a number of toes away.

Her eyes widened when she noticed him. She reached as much as seize his hand, and he allowed her to tug it away.

“Rattling it, Set off. Why are you lurking? You scared the shit out of me.”

As a substitute of responding, he backed her up till she ran into the desk, crowding her as he did.

“What’s incorrect?” she requested, puzzlement filling her expression.

“You and people fucking shorts. Don’t ever put on them once more except it’s just for me.”

Earlier than she might say something, he pressed his lips to hers, kissing her with each ounce of pent want that had surged by way of him from the second he’d entered the clubhouse and noticed her behind the bar.

He’d by no means seen her within the denim shorts that she had on. The way in which they hugged her curvy ass, he’d bear in mind. The unusual factor was, not like many of the candy butts that walked round displaying as a lot as they might as a type of temptation, Harley’s shorts lined her absolutely, stopping at mid-thigh. However the best way they hugged her ass was sinful.

Earlier than Harley, he would have by no means thought-about himself to be an ass man. However now, there was no denying it. When his lungs began to burn, he pulled again, leaving them each gasping.

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