The Biker's Fate Chapter 193

Dani

The strong arm of my husband slid around my waist and he anchored me to him. "What's goin' on, baby?"

"I can't sleep." The clock said 3:00 a.m. We were in our bed at the compound, the party still going on below us, but I was worried, and Austin decided to distract me from my worry. It worked. For about an hour.

"No shit?"

I sighed and rolled to face him. "She's spiraling. This hasn't happened in a long time, honey, and I'm worried. She's not safe when she's spiraling."

"She's seein' a shrink, right?"

"Yes, but sometimes her demons overtake her progress."

"I get it, baby, but she's asked you to back off."

"So?" I snapped.

"So, she's a grown woman and she can take care of herself."

"Are you really picking a fight with me in the middle of the night after we just had the most incredible time doing all sorts of things I thought weren't even physically possible?" Austin's booming laugh echoed off the walls and I shoved at his chest to let me go, but he just held me tighter. "Let me go. You're being a butt."

"Babe, just settle down."

"Suck it, Austin."

"If you insist." He rolled me so I was on my back and drew a nipple into his mouth.

I couldn't help myself from arching into his touch, but I will say I didn't like it... at all... nope, not one bit.

Austin kissed my belly and smiled down at me. "Mack's on it, baby."

"Really?"

"Really. She might spiral, Dani, but we're all here to catch her."

I bit my lip and stared up at him. "I feel like the sky is falling."

"I get it, Chicken Little, but it's not." He shifted so he could move further down my body.

"You make everything sound so... I don't know... insignificant."

"Well, it's not. It's how you feel, honey, but I'm just sayin' we're gonna take care of her, yeah? She's got a soft place to land if she doesn't figure things out."

I glanced down my body as he made his way between my legs. "Austin?"

"Yeah?"

"What are you doing?"

"What do you think I'm doin'?"

"Distracting me from the real issue with my best friend."

"What?" he said in mock surprise. "Me? I'd never do anything like that."

Liar, I thought as his mouth covered my clit and I was no longer concerned about Kim and her spiral... I was on a pretty nifty one myself.

Kim

A few weeks after my run-in at Blush, Pauley asked me to help her and her sister, Darien, get into the club. I'd readily agreed because I needed a distraction. I'd had a weird phone call from my tenant, Linda Sadler, informing me that two different men (equally as creepy) had visited the week before enquiring about buying my grandmother's house. She'd referred the men to my lawyer, but according to her, no one had called.

This had happened a couple of times last year as well, and regardless of the fact my tenants would inform these people the house wasn't for sale, they continued to get approached. I'd never even spoken to a realtor about listing it, so the inquiries were getting a little annoying.

Knowing I'd need Mack's support to make entrance into Blush happen, I gave him a call and he reluctantly agreed to let me in "with a couple of my friends."

Train was working the door and, after a tense second of wondering whether or not Mack would shut us down, we were granted entry and quickly ushered up to the VIP section.

Dani arrived a few minutes later, pulling me in for a tight hug. "I can't believe you got Darien past security," she said.

"Me?" Darien asked. "What did I do?"

Dani grinned. "There are two rules here at Blush. No troublemakers and no innocents."

"Well, I'm neither!"

Pauley let out a rather rude snort, coughing, "Innocent," under her breath.

"I'm not," Darien continued. "Plus, how would they know who's innocent and who isn't? That's the lamest thing I've ever heard."

"It's an argument I've had with Mack more times than you can count," I said.

"Austin says they just know," Dani provided.

"Oh, so they're all psychics," Darien ground out. "What a load of crap."

"Don't feel bad," I said. "Dani got rejected as well. Well, until she married Booker. Now she's allowed in, but only when he's here."

Dani squeezed Darien's hand. "You'll meet Austin at some point tonight, but don't let the suit fool you; he rides a Harley and thinks because he's an officer in a motorcycle club he can boss me around. It's kind of cute, really."

"Is he going to kick me out?" she asked, her face concerned.

"No way, but we're probably being watched." Dani nodded to a couple of discreet cameras. "Don't worry, Kimmie and I'll deal with Mack."

"Who's Mack?"

"I'm Mack."

Mack walked into the VIP section and I watched Darien's face flame as he studied her.

"Hey, honey." I grinned, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him in for a hug.

"Introduce me to your friends, Kimmie, and then you and I need to have a little chat," Mack said, and set me on my feet.

I rolled my eyes and went through the introductions, ending with Darien. "And this is Darien."

Mack lifted her hand to his lips and said, "Nice to meet you, Darien."

Dani and I shared a secret smile. It would appear Mack's eye had been caught, but I didn't have a chance to dwell on that since I was dragged to the opposite end of the room. "Mack, wait, I'm going to trip on my heels."

He faced me, his back to our friends. "What the hell, Kim?"

I crossed my arms and raised an eyebrow. "I called you, like you wanted, and got permission, Mack. What's your problem?" He made some grunt in the back of his throat and I glanced over at Darien who was watching us intently. I gave Mack a slow smile. "Ohhh, I get it."

"You get what?"

"You like her."

Mack frowned. "I don't know her."

I chuckled. "Oh, I think that's going to change."

"Kim, I'm not fuckin' around."

"Not yet you're not."

"I swear to Christ, if you do this to me again, I'm gonna chain you to Knight."

"Sounds kinky, honey, but you're being a little melodramatic, don't you think?"

"Pain in the ass," he snapped, and threw his arms in the air before heading back downstairs.

Later that night, we were getting our sweat on, enjoying the company of some very fine looking gentlemen, when I noticed Knight watching me from the edge of the dance floor. He didn't stay for long, but my heart ached all the same. He looked good. He wore a suit that appeared as though it had been made for him... it probably had been... and he'd pulled his hair back from his face. I let sadness wash over me for only a second before I forced a smile and focused back on my girls. I refused to let him ruin my night.

Knight

I shook my head as I walked away from Kim. Fuck, she looked amazing. She'd kept her makeup light, but she had dark red lips and all I could think about was her wrapping them around my cock.

I knew I'd have to keep an eye on her. I didn't care that she'd scraped me off; I'd protect her with my life. Even if she didn't know I was doing it.