Duke smiled. “I guess I’m not being clear, but you see, being an old lady in this club comes with a certain level of commitment. We need to know that our women have our backs.” He pressed his fingers together and broke eye contact for a couple of minutes.
During that time, Luna felt like she could breathe. For the first time. Then he looked back up.
She didn’t want to get Matthew in trouble. What the hell was he doing, telling her club secrets that could and might get him killed? She was so infuriated with him right now.
But he trusted you with club secrets. He didn’t have to.
“There is a situation going down in Vale Valley. A drug problem. One of our young women made me aware of this little problem.”
“Okay.”
“You have contacts. People who can reach out and find a supplier.”
Luna looked from Pike to Raoul, and then back to Duke. “Mr. Bana, I don’t do drugs.”
“You don’t,” Raoul said. “But that doesn’t mean you don’t know people who do.”
It didn’t even take her long to think. She had been to one frat party in college, and that had been enough. Stepping into the bathroom, she had seen way too much and opted to leave.
“I need you to get in contact with the supplier or find someone who can help. You cannot tell Matthew that you’re doing this for me.”
“If I do this, you’ll leave Matthew alone. He won’t become hurt or anything like that?” she asked.
“I would never hurt my son.”
“But your club might.”
Duke smirked. “Just how much did he tell you?”
She had walked right into that one, and she fucking hated it. “Will you?”
“Matthew will be protected. You have my word.”
And Matthew had always said his father kept his word.
“Then, deal.” She hated that she knew exactly who to call.
****
Arriving at Luna’s house took him a little longer than necessary. The errand his father had wanted him to do was a wild fucking goose chase. He held a letter and had given him a location to deliver it to.
The location was a field. That was it. No great revelation.
He’d called his dad, who had then given him an instruction to read the note.
Sometimes, we all do things we don’t understand but there is a greater purpose.
That was what the letter had said.
His father had sent him on a meaningless journey, and now, he wanted to be with Luna. He’d thought about her all day.
She opened the door, wearing a robe. “Matthew? I didn’t think you’d be back tonight.”
He stepped into her home, closed the door, flicked the locks into place, and then banded his arm around her waist to pull her in close.
“I decided that coming here was a lot more important.” He kissed her hard, and Luna pressed against his shoulders.
“Don’t get yourself in trouble. The patch means everything to you.”