“Hey, over here,” Bull yelled by the fire.
Enforcer threw him a beer after he sat down.
“Thanks.”
Rage sat back and listened to the guys. He laid his head against the chair and closed his eyes. His stomach was full, and he was home, drinking a beer with his brothers. The only thing that would make it perfect was if Harley was sitting on his lap or in his bed. After he finished his beer, he stood and walked back into the kitchen to toss everything away. He looked around and didn’t see Harley.
“Tara, where did Harley go?”
Tara looked around. “I’m not sure. She’s not out with the girls?”
He shook his head. “No. I checked on my way in.”
“I’ll tell her you’re looking for her.”
“Thanks.”
After he walked away, he grinned. His babe thought she could hide from him. He laughed. Oh, he’d find her and give her something they both wanted for a long fucking time.
Chapter Ten
Harley ate as much as she could, with what felt like butterflies racing around in her stomach, and then rushed up to her room. She wanted desperately to talk to Rage, but she was also terrified. She knew he still wanted her from the feel of his cock against the small of her back and his caresses. She just didn’t know if he still held angry feelings toward her. Besides that, she’d never felt this depth of emotion with anyone before and didn’t know how to handle it. She thought a little more time might help.
She almost screamed when someone wiggled her doorknob.
She heard Rage sigh.
“Babe, open the door.”
She didn’t say anything hoping he’d go away until she could brace herself.
“I’m not going anywhere. We’re having this out now. I would have called you on the road, but I wanted to talk to you in person.”
She bit down on her lip.
“If you don’t open the door in the next few seconds, I’ll break in.”
She waited a bit too long because before she knew it, she heard a click and her door opened. Her mouth dropped.
“How did you do that so fast?” she asked.
He chuckled as he put away the wicked-looking knife on the back of his belt, closed the door behind him, and locked it.
She ignored the feeling of trepidation she felt when she heard the click of the lock.
“I’m a biker, babe. We have to know things.”
She wrapped her arms around herself.
He held out his hand. “Come here.”
“A-are you mad at me?” she asked.
His brows snapped together. “Why the hell would I be mad at you?”
Harley shrugged. “I don’t know. You stayed away from home a long time, and a few people commented that it was because of me.”
“That’s bullshit. I’ve never been mad at you. Now, come here.”