Page 35 of Entangled With The Hellhound

“Right.”

“Okay, and I met Green last night at the clubhouse. He’s pretty intense, but he seemed nice.” Roxy shrugs, and I wonder why she’s so agreeable to all this.

“Do you want to call Dee back and tell her to come over?”

“No, I’m good. I’m gonna take this pill after I eat something, and I’ll probably just sleep some. I need the rest after last night.” Roxy winks at me, and I shake my head at her.

I expected her to put up a fuss or argue about me having to leave after we just got here. But she actually seems okay with me going.

“There’s food in the fridge; help yourself to anything you want. And if I don’t have it, order it. Don’t answer the door, though. Green will be here for that.”

As soon as the words are out of my mouth, the doorbell rings, and I get up to answer it. Green is standing on the other side, looking like the grim reaper. His long black hair is covering his face, and he’s dressed in all black. We stand about the same height, but Green is a little smaller than me, weight wise.

“Green.” I greet him with a nod and a dap.

“Death.” He greets me by my club name.

Instead of inviting him in, I step outside and close the door behind me. Almost all the Hounds call me Stone. Shit, most of them thought that was my club name. I’m only called Death when he is needed. However, Death isn’t just my Hounds name; it was also my code name in the military.

“I need you to stay here with Roxy.”

“So, you putting in a claim?” Green asks with a cocked eyebrow.

“Fuck yeah,” I say without hesitation.

“Damn! So, Wire is gonna owe a pound of flesh.” He shakes his head with a blank expression on his face.

I’m not surprised that Green saw the exchange between Wire and me last night. He sees everything.

Instead of responding, I just tell Green to make sure nobody comes onto my property, and Roxy keeps her ass in the house. There shouldn’t be any reason for either of them to leave unless I say so.

I lead Green inside the house and formally introduce him to Roxy. He sits down, and Roxy hands him the remote. I pull her out of the room and up the stairs into the master bedroom.

“I don’t know how long I’ll be gone, but I need you to stay with Green. He’s here to protect you until I get back.”

“Is it Raymond again? Is that why I still need a guard?”

“No, Lamb. It ain’t Raymond. I just need you to be safe until I find out everything that’s goin’ on.”

I don’t want to tell her Raymond is dead yet because I want to know all the details first. And I know Roxy will want to know all of the details. It also leaves the question of who is targeting Roxy if Raymond is dead.

“Okay. I’ll be here until you get back. Promise.”

I touch my lips to hers, and before I know it, I’m deepening the kiss. Roxy moans as she wraps her arms around my neck, and I pick her up. Her legs go around my waist, and I push her up against the wall.

Roxy holds the back of my head while I plunge my tongue in and out of her mouth. She’s using her thighs to move up and down against my body. She’s giving just as good as she is getting, but I need to go.

I pull back and peck her lips once more. I lean my forehead to hers and take a deep breath, “I gotta go, little Lamb. But to be continued.”

“Okay. Be safe.” Roxy says in a soft voice before giving me an even softer kiss.

I leave out, and in less than ten minutes, I’m back at the clubhouse. It’s quiet when I pull up, which I expected. Prospects are outside on guard duty, and there aren’t any bartenders or bunnies hanging around. So I park my motorcycle right at the front and stride inside.

I go to the conference room, and everybody’s here already. So I sit down, and the meeting starts.

“Po Boy checked in with Baller this morning. He was banged up pretty bad.” Rock says, and I narrow my eyes.

“Where the fuck has he been all this time?” I ask.