But he had nothing to worry about. I had no plans on touching Shasta while up in the cabin. She may be the hottest chick in the world, but she’d never be worth losing my life and the club over.
His threat had definitely been received.
Chapter Thirteen
Shasta
I sat in the front seat of one of the club’s cars. Sabbath was outside the door talking to Snyder, making sure he knew all the rules that came with being my babysitter.
Snyder was blatantly obvious in the fact he didn’t want to go with me. Even suggested me going with one of the other guys. But Sabbath was relentless, making it apparent that he was the chosen one.
A few times I saw the torment in Snyder’s eyes. He knew, just as much as I did, how dangerous being alone with me truly was. The fibers of attraction were braiding between us, and the tiny strings were strengthening the more we spent time together.
This was dangerous… not because I had a hit out on me, but because we were both teetering on the edge of seduction so recklessly, it was only a matter of time before one of us snapped.
Rain pelted from the sky, forcing their little conversation to end quickly. Snyder jumped into the car, barely soaked as the weather ramped up.
“Shit, this is gonna suck driving up to the cabin.”
Remaining silent, I fiddled with my fingers as I fought the silence that was forced between us.
He was the one who finally broke it.
“About the other day…” he started, his eyes quickly darting from me back to the road. “I’m sorry I dropped all that on you. I shouldn’t have said it out loud.”
“It’s okay.”
“No. It was stupid. I let my emotions get the best of me. But it won’t happen again. I promise to keep my hands off of you.”
“Okay.”
But it wasn’t okay. The thought of his hands on me had my body thrumming with needy little thoughts that were maddening.
“You okay?”
“Sure. Why?”
“You’re talking in one and two-word sentences.”
“I have a lot on my mind.”
“Like what?”
Like what you look like naked.
Biting my lip, I held my impure thoughts in, hoping that my brain wasn’t as loud as the heart thumping inside my chest.
“You shouldn’t do that,” he said, his voice dropping into a sexy husky tone.
“Do what?”
“Bite your lip like that.”
“Why?”
“Because it makes me want to devour you.”
My heart sped up inside my chest as I dared a look at him. His eyes darkened with forbidden desire, pinning me with a possessive gaze that had me squirming in my seat.