Page 28 of Ghost

“Nothing.” Legacy grabs his laptop off the bar and stalks away, leaving me wondering what that was about.

Waving at Kristen, I head to my bedroom, wishing I knew more so I could help. The war the club fought a year ago isn’t over, and it might be all my fault.

I could leave. Maybe then I’d protect them from whoever is after me. But if I do, I’ll be at their mercy without the club’s protection, and I still don’t know what their intentions are. Besides, the club is my home. The people here are my family. I can’t just walk away.

Stepping into my bedroom, I find Reina and Wren styling their hair and painting on their makeup. The guyshave been walking around stressed today, so the girls have mostly been staying in their rooms and wasting time getting ready for tonight’s party.

“You done with Legacy?” Reina asks as I sit on my bed.

“Yep. You know Legacy… to the point and nothing more.”

“What did he want?” She paints a fresh coat of eyeliner.

“Nothing interesting.” I shrug. “He just had a couple of questions about a file Ghost asked for.”

“Boring.” Reina frowns, and I’m glad she feels that way since I can’t actually tell her what Legacy wanted from me.

“I wouldn’t mind getting to know Legacy better.” Wren smiles, tugging her red hair up into a ponytail. “I’d climb that man like a tree. Good lord, he’s hot.”

“I thought you and Chaos had something going on.”

“Chaos is too busy with his precious strippers.” Wren rolls her eyes. “I’m keeping my options open.”

“And you jumped to Legacy?” I try to picture the two of them, even if I know Legacy wouldn’t do anything with her. “Interesting…”

“Why do you say it like that?”

“I guess I just figured that if you were into Chaos, then you were into guys of the tattooed, dark-haired variety.”

“Like Luna and Ghost.” Reina nudges my foot.

“There is noLuna and Ghost,” I narrow my eyes, correcting her.

“Really?” Wren’s eyebrows pinch. “I also always kinda got the impression that he was yours.”

“How?”

She shrugs. “Just a feeling.”

“Well, for the record, Ghost is no one’s.”

“For now…” Wren tugs the hem of her tank top to reveal her cleavage. “We can test that.”

My stomach sours at the thought of her trying, but Reina laughs.

“Seriously, that’s not going to happen.” Reina spins to face Wren. “Ghost is celibate. You’d have better luck chasing a property patch from Chaos. Or breaking a priest.”

“A celibate biker? You’re joking.”

“Not celibate.” I shake my head. “It’s not like he’s a virgin or made some lifelong vow to God or anything. He just doesn’t do anything with any of the women here anymore.”

“But he used to?”

“I guess. From what the guys have said, he used to be as bad as the rest of them.”

Wren frowns. “What happened?”

“That’s the million-dollar question.” Reina turns to the mirror, painting her lips cherry red. “No one knows what his deal is. But I’ve been here two years, and I’ve never seen him with anyone. The girls before me told me the same thing. So, I guess he has his reasons.”