Page 74 of Tracking Luxe

Grinder’s attention halted, his head reared up. “Say what?”

“Just saw your kidnap participant heading inside.”

Disbelief and heat punched him in the gut. Tools forgotten he was on his feet. “Luxe? Luxe is here?”

Preacher bust out laughing. “Damn, man, you look like you’re about to start jacking off all over the floor. Yeah, that’s who I saw with my two pretty eyes. But like you said, you’re busy, so…” smug bastard grinned at Grinder.

He was already heading out the door. “Oh, hey, and Jamie is inside, so play fucking nice with my brother in law, Ruby will have my guts if I let you kill him.” Advised Preacher to halt Grinder. Fucks sake. “Maybe just rough him up a bit. I saw nothing.”

JamiefuckingSteele could go fuck himself was Grinder’s consensus.

Sure enough, there was her Lincoln parked next to an unknown hog. He felt the crunch of his jaw as his teeth mashed together.

Of course, he’d play nice with Preacher’s BIL, he had no grudge against the other prez, after all, he just-------- that shot to hell as he strode inside and saw Steele’s hand touching Luxe’s fingers.

It didn’t matter they were both standing with Rider in a main room full of members, didn’t matter at all she wasn’t leaning her gorgeous body into Steele, all Grinder saw was the connection between two hands and felt the rise of blood from his gut into his eyes, filling his vision, his gait increased and everyone turned at once to look at him as if he was… oh wait, he was growling.

Fuck.

He experienced brutal jealousy plow into his sternum and nestle there like a damn rodent in its nest. Oh, hell no, this wasn’t right, this wasn’t an emotion he was equipped to deal with, what did a man do when he saw his woman giving a smile to another man that was solely for him? What did he do?

Ice doused the flames cooking his blood.I’ll break that hand off and feed you your own fingernails.

The mood changed in an instant and both Rider and Steele seemed to recognize it. Only the dirty rotten thief didn’t.

He wanted to go kamikaze like a demented dickhead, that’s what his roaring instincts were telling him to do, then pull Luxe into his chest and make sure she understood all those sweet genuine smiles were just for him, she had no right giving them to someone who didn’t appreciate them, who wasn’t working his ass off to get every last one.

Grinder didn’t run. He didn’t even sprint. He was a rolling prowl of a bastard, eyes stuck to the Kingsmen president. One long stride in front of the other. His eyes didn’t waver.

Rider give him thewhat-the-fuck-you-doingglance.

Taking in Luxe’s face, he was floored with her intense beauty and the need to claim her. Whatever she read in his face it made her smile drop.

“You mind getting your hand off her, Steele.” He clipped between clenched teeth.

Rather than jump to do as he was fucking told, Jamie arched a brow and moved closer to Luxe. Grinder almost went nuclear. Luckily for Steele, it was Luxe who scowled confused and moved away, keys jangling in her fingers.

“What’s going on with you?”

Nostrils flared, he caught her scent, the same scent that drove him nuts when she’d been under him.Don’t get in the way of my dream woman, that’s what’s going on.

“I think I kinda do mind, if that’s the tone you’re choosing to use.” And didn’t the shithead move himself towards Luxe just to bait him.

Rider’s gaze bounced between Grinder and Steele.

Luxe’s gaze bounced between them.

Grinder’s back molars itched, he felt his hands fist tightly and that was when Rider sounded his voice. “Grinder…”

“Nah, let him speak, Rider. I’m dying to hear this.” And just as Grinder was about to adhere to his prez’s command, not to cause trouble in their clubhouse Steele slung his arm around Luxe’s shoulder, grinning as he did.

A shift went through Grinder. It was dark and sticky and the possessive tendrils felt like knives in his fucking skull. This shit wasn’t him, he didn’t go apeshit over dumb things, he didn’t act out, he was the cool brother, the one that did the forward thinking and preparation, he wasn’t the one to be found brawling on the floor like he fucking wanted to in that angry second.

“Give me a reason to send you to the emergency room, Steele. Just fucking do it, I’m dying for it in all honesty, I won’t say it again, get the fuck off her now.” Air became a highly sought-after commodity as it huffed its way in and out of his clenched teeth, snarling, how fucking dare he even put a fingertip on Luxe, let alone touch her like he had the fucking right to do in that comfortable way between people who were close. Grinder never got in a jealous rage in his whole life, it seemed fitting now when he was on unstable ground ready to free fall into the emotion with no escape route.

“Threatening me?” Jamie fucking Steele dared to sound amused.

Grinder growled and held his stare.