over his stomach. ‘You coming to the compound?’
‘I was thinking about it. Someone send you over here to check out my intentions? I know you can see this place from over there, so don’t tell me you were just passing.’
‘I’m the VP, Lexi. Nobody tells me to do anything.’
‘Not even Tay ?’
Coby smiled, chuckling quietly, his eyes still on her, not breaking the stare. ‘Not even Tay .’
‘You still got your sights set on that gavel, huh?’
The smile disappeared from his face, but his eyes still bored deep. ‘I just wanted to see how you were, Lexi. There’s no ulterior motive here.’
It was her turn to laugh. ‘Yeah. You keep telling yourself that. This place is full of ulterior motives, Coby. It’s drowning in them.’
Coby waited a couple of beats before he spoke again. ‘Jesse he… I think he might…’
Her stare grew colder as she looked at Coby, an almost icy glare hitting him from across the table. ‘I’m sure Jesse wouldn’t thank you if he knew you were over here, fighting his battles.’
‘This is a fight, is it?’
Another laugh. Another cold stare. ‘I don’t know, Coby. You tell me . Should I be getting my ammunition in place here?’
He smiled a slow, steady smile, standing up, his hands palm-down on the table as he leant over her. ‘I’ll see you later – Lexi.’
She watched him walk away, climb on to his bike and speed off in the direction of the Lone Riders compound across the street.
‘Shit!’ she muttered under her breath, throwing a few dollars down on to the table before kicking her chair back, frustration getting the better of her. She was annoyed with herself, for allowing things to affect her the way they had. For allowing herself to feel weak when that wasn’t the way she’d been brought up. She’d been brought up to be strong, independent. Tough and unforgiving. Just like everyone else who lived by the rules of the Lone Riders MC.
She hadn’t walked five yards before she was interrupted again, another familiar voice stopping her in her tracks. ‘I’d heard you were back in town.’
‘News travels fast around here.’
Michael Bailey, Sheriff of Paradise smiled, hooking his fingers into his belt. ‘It’s good to see you, Lexi.’
‘Yeah. People keep saying that, I’m just not sure how many of them actually mean it.’
‘Family trouble?’
She looked at the kind-faced sheriff. A good friend and ally of the club, he did his best to look out for them, without breaching his own moral codes, of course. But Michael Bailey and the Lone Riders wanted the same thing, when all was said and done – safety and order for the town of Paradise . ‘Who do you think gave me no option but to leave town in the first place?’ Lexi sighed, her eyes wandering across the road, over to the Lone Riders compound.
‘You seen your mom yet?’ Sheriff Bailey asked.
Lexi shook her head.
‘Lexi, look… I understand the way things work over there, believe me, but, I don’t agree with what they did to you.’
She looked at him, eager to get away now. She wasn’t in the mood for this kind of reunion. ‘They only hounded me out of town, Michael. They didn’t frame me for murder.’
He looked at her, all blonde and beautiful and still so full of anger. ‘I don’t want you to think me out of turn for saying this, but I care about you and… and do you think coming back here is really the best thing for you?’
She stared at him, her eyes cold and fierce. ‘Where do you think I’ve been for the past eight years? Living on some island far away from all this shit? I’ve been living the same life, Sheriff. I’ve just been living it in another country, that’s all. The Lone Riders are the same wherever you go, and my dad is running the English chapter with all the same crap and shitty rules that Tay has embedded right here. It’s no different.’
Michael said nothing for a couple of seconds, watching as her gaze wandered back over the road. It was