Defiant Loyalty (Comanche Sons Motorcycle Club Book 2) Read Online Free PDF Page B

Riley.
     
    “Did you have any more conversations with Simon?”
     
    He was surprised by her change of topic. “No, why?”
     
    She stopped under a tree, took his hand, and tugged him to a bench. “I overheard a group of men yesterday at the bar. They were talking about these things, and obviously they were careful at first not to mention anything in front of me, but then after a few beers…” She shrugged. “So, I heard one of them tell the other that Mathew was going to take care of Simon and his crew before the week was over.”
     
    “Take care?”
     
    Her eyes gleamed with fear. “You know what the hell that means?”
     
    Chance was aware that most of the men who worked for the Comanche Sons were not strangers to violence. They wouldn’t think twice about attacking someone if they thought that a member of their club was under threat or if they themselves were in danger, but murder? No, he didn’t think so. “They will threaten Simon. I bet he is already expecting something like that. He knows them better than anyone else. After all, he was one of the first few members.”
     
    “And now he is a major threat. I’ve heard too many of the men grumble and mumble about him over the past week. Things are heating up. Maybe he should extend an olive branch towards Mathew and get this over with. There is no sense in trying to do what he thinks he can achieve. He won’t get anywhere. You should talk to him and see if he listens to you.”
     
    Chance had too much on his plate already. With work and then the extra precautions he took to drop and pick up Riley, he didn’t want to take on any more responsibilities, but the truth was, he was worried about Simon. The man was kind and good-natured. Out of all the bar managers he worked with, he liked Simon the best. The man had guts, and he actually had a brain, which was more than what he could say for most of the Comanche Sons’ members.
     
    “I will go and meet him.”
     
    She stared ahead. “It seems that you can spend your life running away from violence, but if it is in your fate, it will find you no matter where you are.”
     
    Chance put a hand on her thigh and squeezed. “Nothing bad will happen to you.”
     
    Her smile took his breath away. “You don’t know that.”
     
    “I can try my best to keep you safe.”
     
    “It’s not your job to do.”
     
    Anger coiled in his heart. At what point did she intend to accept that their fates were intertwined? Maybe she just didn’t feel that way about him. Perhaps he had let things slide for too long. He should have made his intentions clear a long time ago. “I’m not going away anywhere, Riley, and neither are you. Whether you like it or not, we are stuck together.”
     
    “Don’t be silly. We’re having fun.”
     
    “We’re having fun, I agree. But can you seriously look me in the eye and tell me that you don’t feel more? I am nothing but a body in bed?”
     
    “Don’t be silly, I don’t think of you like that.”
     
    “Then, how do you feel?”
     
    She stood and began to march. From the stance of her shoulders and the way her chin thrust forward, he could tell that she was spoiling for a fight. He’d intended to use this day to mellow her down, to allow her to lower her guard so that he could sneak in the words he’d been practicing in his head for some time now, but it seemed that she just wasn’t ready. If he didn’t push, she might never be willing to hear him.
     
    “Let’s not go there, Chance.”
     
    “And why the hell not? We’ve been together for more than two months now. Does this relationship mean nothing to you?”
     
    “We’re dating. I like you. You saved my life. That is enough.”
     
    He grabbed her arm and turned her around. The anger that roiled in her eyes didn’t deter him. He was already past the point of caution. Chance had this great fear that if he didn’t get her to admit that she cared, he might lose her. It would be so easy for her to pack