Then, the feel of his lips lightly coasting across the skin on my cheek, and that was all.
I fell into a deep sleep.
2
ROMAN
I watchedher sleep for a while, unable to make myself walk away.
It would be awhile before she started to feel more like herself, when the drug would finally wear off, and she would have more fight in her for me.
But right now, she was mostly weepy and tired.
I ran my hand up and down my face.
I didn’t know what to do right now.
Drugging her and taking her back here had been a last-minute plan.
I realized that I was quickly running out of time when I found her sneaking into my apartment and looking around for the answers webothdidn’t want her to find.
She was getting curious, and honestly, I was tired of keeping secrets from her.
I was tired of the evasive answers, of Micah’s stares, and of Dominic’s quiet curiosity.
I was tired, so I did something rash.
I prepared to take her back with me to the cabin.
The drug shipment the club was working with had already been distributed, and they were on their way to the East Coast, so things weren’t as busy at work as they had been.
While she was sleeping off the drugs, I had made preparations for my “leave of absence” for the next three weeks.
Technically, there were no days off, but I was high enough in rank and had done my part that Dominic didn’t complain too much about.
I didn’t tell Micah about my impromptu trip, but I knew it wouldn’t take him long to figure out what was happening and where I was.
I was hoping he would leave me alone.
I knew that was fucking wishful thinking on my part.
I shook away the thought, returning my attention to the sleeping girl in my bed.
Right where she fucking belonged.
I had two weeks with her. I knew we couldn’t stay in this cabin forever. After two weeks, we both had to return to the real world.
I hoped by that time, when I let her go, she would return to me willingly. That she loved me enough to give me—and the club—her loyalty.
There was no other option.
I risked a lot taking her here and showing her my hand.
And I wasn’t going back to fucking prison, which could very well happen once I let her go.
Micah would have called me stupid over that.
Hell, I fucking felt it now.
