Viper took some time to fill Billy in on what had gone down with both Danny and Miller. Once he was done, he casually opened the door, and we all watched as Billy stepped inside. Miller took one look at him in his slacks and dress shirt, then shook his head and chuckled under his breath, making it clear he had no idea what he was in store for. With a smile still plastered on his face, Miller watched Billy drop his duffle bag to the floor, then reach inside for one of his bright orange hazmat suits. Miller’s smirk started to fade as Billy stepped inside his suit and zipped it up. After pulling out a large plastic tarp, he looked over to Viper and said, “I’ll need him to be standing for this.”
“You got it.”
Shotgun stepped towards Miller and grabbed the chain over his head, giving it a hard yank and forcing him up. While writhing in agony from standing on his mutilated feet, Shotgun clipped the zip-ties at Miller’s ankles. Billy eased forward as he said, “That’s good. Leave his hands tied up until I get this done.”
Shotgun nodded, then stepped out of Billy’s way as he slapped a piece of duct tape over his mouth. Once it was secured, he opened the tarp and started to wrap Miller in it like he was already dead. I had no idea why he was doing that, but considering that he was a genius when it came to this shit, I saw no reason to question his methods. Miller, on the hand, was more than a little rattled by it all. There was no missing the fear in his eyes as Billy covered his face with the plastic.
After he had his body completely covered, he used duct tape to keep the tarp in place. As soon as he was done, he looked over to Viper and said, “Would you mind getting your boys to put him in the van?”
“No problem.”
After Shotgun removed the remaining restraints around Miller’s wrists, we carried him out to the parking lot and tossed him into Billy’s van. After we closed the doors, Billy turned to Viper and said, “I’m going to need his keys.”
Viper reached into his pocket for Miller’s keys, then handed them over to Billy. “Anything else?”
Billy started to remove his hazmat suit as he answered, “I’ll need you to text me the exact time and location of your meet yesterday.”
“I can do that. Anything else?”
“Not at the moment.” He put his suit into the duffle bag, then tossed it inside the van. As he got inside, he turned to Viper and said, “I’ll contact you when the job is done.”
He closed his door, and as he drove away, we thought our troubles with Miller and his drug boss were done.
We were wrong. Very, very wrong.
Delilah
“You seem quiet.” We’d been lying in bed for a half hour or so, and Zander hadn’t said more than two words to me. I was starting to think something was wrong. “Do you have something on your mind?”
“No, I’m good.” He pulled me over to his side and smiled. “Why? You got a problem with me being quiet?”
“Not at all. I’m just not used to it.” I cocked my eyebrow as I looked up at him and smiled. “You’re usually one to tell me exactly what’s on your mind.”
“Is that right?” He lowered his mouth to my neck, lightly trailing kisses below my ear. “Well, do I need to tell you what I’m thinking right now?”
“No. I have a pretty good idea.” I giggled as I inched away from him. “I was thinking we might get out and do something today.”
“Really? Whatcha have in mind?”
“Maybe you could take me out for another ride on your bike?” I’d only been out with him once, and that was just for him to get me back to my car. Even though it was brief, I’d actually enjoyed it—a lot. The weather was great, and I thought it would be a nice break for Zander, especially after he’d been working so hard to help the brothers get the new club up and running. “We could pack a lunch and ride out to Radnor Lake. Maybe look around and enjoy the sunshine for a little while, then we can come back here and have a late dinner?”
“Yeah. We could definitely do that, but first ...”
He rolled over on top of me, hovering just a moment as he looked down at me with those gorgeous green eyes. I watched in anticipation as he lowered his mouth to mine, kissing me, soft and tender. My hands drifted to his back, my fingertips slowly roaming before slipping into his hair. A low growl vibrated through his chest as his hand inched its way down my stomach, slipped under the waistband of my lace panties, and continued to drift lower until the tips of his fingers dipped between my thighs and inched towards my center. As my entire body shivered in anticipation, I inhaled a deep, torturous breath and tilted my head back to relish the sensation as he moved his fingers in slow, methodical circles. I was just starting to feel a slight tingling in my stomach when he reached for the hem of my t-shirt and quickly pulled it over my head. He’d barely had a chance to toss it to floor before he was reaching for my panties. As soon as they were gone, Zander was back on top of me, looking down at my naked body like a predator about to consume its prey, causing goosebumps to prickle against my skin. He lowered his mouth to my shoulder and trailed kisses past my collarbone down to my breasts. Heavy breaths and low moans filled the room as he took one of my nipples into his mouth. It felt incredible to be there in his arms, to have his body so close to mine, but I needed more. Eagerly, I rocked my hips forward, back and forth, causing his erection to rake against my warm, wet center. He growled once again, making every nerve in my body hum with need as I ground my clit against him.