Run To Me

by Erin Trejo

  “No, but I am with the others.”

  “I’m not good with him either,” Harper huffs.

  I reach up and grab her, dragging her into my lap so quickly she squeals.

  “The plan is to go get some insight on this shit and that’s it. I’m not stayin’ there, Harper. I don’t want to be around him either but I need to figure this shit out.” Kissing her neck, she sighs and leans into me. I know what my dad said to her and I have no idea why he’d lie to her, but I will find out.

  “Well, I guess we are staying in Texas for a little while. I’m going to pack. We’ll take the truck,” Chip says when I laugh.

  “Like fuck we will. You can take the truck, we’re on my bike,” I remind him. He laughs and heads inside when Harper moves to finish my hair. The feeling of her near me is perfect. This is what I missed all those years and now that I have it again I don’t plan on letting her go. She was everything then, but she’s even more now. Once she’s done, she brushes the hair from my shoulders when I reach for her shorts. Jerking them down her legs, she squeals.

  “Josie’s inside,” she says trying to pull them back up.

  “She’s in bed.”

  “Lynx, they could come out here at any moment,” she says, her cheeks turning pink.

  I can see the look in her eyes, she wants this, wants me. I shake my head, lift up, and pull my jeans down. My cock springs free and Harper licks her lips. I smirk and lean back in the chair casually watching her, waiting to see what she will do. She steps out of her shorts and slowly moves toward me, a slight sway in those sexy hips. My heart races and when she climbs up and lowers herself down my length, I groan. Her lips come to my neck as she rolls her hips. I close my eyes and let her ride me. Swallowing hard, her hands come to my face, cupping my cheeks. Everything else seems to fade away. No one or thing can come between us anymore. Not even that dipshit, Luke. No one has heard from him, her so-called boyfriend. In fact, Harper and I haven’t even talked it over because in my mind, she is mine now. And when she whispers the words to me, I know she feels the same.

  “Look at me.”

  I open my eyes and see the love and lust I’d always known from her shining back at me. All other thoughts are void.

  “You’re beautiful,” I groan when she clenches.

  “I love you, Lynx. I love you so much it nearly killed me,” she whispers moving faster.

  I reach up now, grabbing her hips and pushing her down. The feelings that are exploding inside of me are unreal. I’ve fucked after I got out, I’ve tried to get her out of my head for five fucking years, but I can’t. I never could. And I don’t want to.

  “I love you, baby. I’ll never let anything happen to you. Do you trust me?” Her pussy clenches and my chest tightens. I don’t need her words, I can feel it in the way she’s fucking me. In the way she’s touching me, in the beat of her heart. God, I need to hold onto this woman this time.

  “Always. I will always run to you, Lynx.”

  She comes hard, pulling me with her. Sex with Harper doesn’t have to be rough. Everything with her feels explosive. Harper rests her head on my shoulder, her warm breath dancing over my skin. It sends jolts through my body. I hold her tightly not giving two shits if Josie or Chip, if anyone for that matter, comes out and finds us. This is a moment that I can never get back and I want to savor it as long as I can.

  “Everything’s gonna be okay, you know that right?”

  “I’m scared, Lynx. What if it isn’t about you? They tore up my house, remember?”

  Like I could forget that or anything that’s been done.

  “Someone could have seen me there. I don’t know, Harper. What I do know is that I’m not lettin’ anyone fuckin’ near you. You’re mine,” I hiss into her ear. She tightens her hold on me and sighs.

  “I trust you with my life.”

  We sit in silence, her fingers grazing over my skin. I can’t get enough of her touching me. After fighting for my life for so many years and then to have her here, touching me. Fuck, life is good.

  “Let’s get inside. I wanna head out early.” I finally break the moment. Harper climbs off my lap and pulls her clothes back on when the thought hits me.

  “You on birth control?”

  Her cheeks turn bright red and there’s my answer. Not that I give a damn. Seeing Harper carrying my child isn’t ideal right now, but one day I’d want it. Only with her.

  “I’ll go to the clinic and get the morning after pill.”

  I nod my head before moving to pull my clothes back on. I nearly smirk at the thought of her pregnant. Harper would make an amazing mom. I shake the thoughts from my head. I don’t know what the hell has gotten into me. I haven’t thought about this shit since we were together when we were younger. Harper holds her hand out to me, I reach for it, and stand, pulling her into my chest.

  “Never lettin’ you go, baby.”

  Chapter 18

  Harper

  Nervous doesn’t begin to describe what I’m feeling. We’re going home. We’re going back to the place that ripped us both apart. My heart nearly beats out of my chest. I’m scared to be back here. I’m afraid of the memories that threaten to choke me but for Lynx’s sake, I keep it all bottled up and shove it deep down inside of me. I can’t let Lynx see how hard this is hitting me or he will regret his decision to let me come along but I’m still afraid. More so, I’m afraid of Lynx’s dad. He wasn’t the nicest to me when I went there looking for Lynx. In fact, I didn’t tell Lynx the extent of what happened that night and I don’t plan on it, either. It killed another part of me, sent me running.

  “Never thought I’d be back here,” Lynx whispers when he pulls into the parking lot and kills the engine. I can feel the tension in his body and the slight disgust and disbelief in his words.

  I gaze up at the clubhouse. My stomach churns as memories shake me to the core. I don’t want to be here. My gaze travels toward the tree line knowing what lies behind it. There are still so many ghosts of the past that linger over there, I can nearly feel them calling out to me.

  “He’s not there anymore, Harper,” Lynx whispers, pulling me back to the present. I turn to face him and nod my head.

  “I know. I just hate being back here,” I admit, knowing deep down that it’s far more than that but I need to remain strong for Lynx right now. That finger, that ring was a club members and we both knew it. His face softens, reaching up he grabs my cheeks in his hands.

  “We’re not stayin’. I promise that much.”

  I nod once more as he holds my hand tightly in his. Chip parked behind us and is walking toward us now. My heart beats loudly in my ears.

  “So, this is it?” Chip asks.

  “This is it,” Lynx replies, taking a deep breath.

  We all walk toward the door in silence before it flies open. A large man steps out eyeing us up and down. My stomach flips inside of me as the guy’s eyes sweep over Lynx.

  “You haven’t set foot on this property in a long time, kid,” the man says, keeping his eyes trained on Lynx. He doesn’t tense or even flinch. He isn’t scared of this guy, that much is obvious. I narrow my gaze when I realize who it is.

  “Wasn’t plannin’ on it either. Shit’s been goin’ down and I needed a friendly face,” Lynx tells him.

  “And you thought you’d find one here?” Just the way he says it sends a chill down my spine.

  “Thought so. Was I wrong?”

  “Hell no. Good to see you, brother,” Vic finally says a full grin on his face. Lynx releases me, pulling Vic into a hug. They stay in that embrace far longer than Lynx is comfortable with, I’m sure. When they pull apart, Vic’s eyes move over me and Chip. “I know the girl, who is that?”

  “This is Chip. My boy from the pen. He’s good people,” Lynx says. “Chip, this is an old friend, Vic.” The two shake hands in an awkward silence. Vic eyes him, not too sure what to think, but that’s the way he’s always been. He was never real sure of me either.

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��What’s goin’ on that brings you here?” Vic asks. Lynx swallows hard, looking around. “Your dad’s out on a run for the next few days.” That seemed to relieve a little stress from him.

  “No one knew where I was headed, Vic. Shit’s been happenin’ lately, and I don’t know how to explain any of it.”

  “What do you mean?” He crosses his arms over his chest and glares at Lynx.

  “I went to work with Chip. Found her there. You know that much,” he says nodding over his shoulder at me.

  “And?”

  “And someone has been comin’ at me…or her. We don’t really know, brother. Someone sent a finger to her house.”

  “Someone knew you were there? You don’t think that this shit is more to do with you than her? A finger, brother? That’s more along our lines, yeah?” Vic asks, looking confused.

  “That’s the thing. I wasn’t there. Someone shot up the bar we were all at, too. I ran out back and saw some bikes.”

  “Wearin’ cuts?” he asks, his eyes narrowed.

  “Didn’t see the colors though,” Lynx adds as he nods his head. Vic blows out a breath, running his hand through his hair.

  “Fuck. Well, come on in. Let’s see what we can dig up. No problems while you were out?” he asks as Lynx grabs my hand, leading me inside. My hands shake slightly but Lynx never lets go. It’s been so many years since I’ve been here.

  “Wait over there with Chip, I’m goin’ to talk to Vic,” Lynx says, whispering in my ear. I nod my head and follow Chip through the room.

  “So, this is your old place, huh?”

  “Not mine. This is Lynx’s old place. I never really fit in here,” I admit. Half-dressed girls are already draping themselves all over Chip and I find myself rolling my eyes.

  “Definitely not your style,” he mumbles shoving them away.

  “What can I get ya?” A happy voice sounds from behind the bar. It isn’t until the girl stands up that I recognize her. She looks older, warn down from life, but there is still a sparkle in her eyes.

  “Hey, Ginger,” I say softly.

  “Harper? Haven’t seen you in years. In fact, your name was to never be mentioned around here again. What the hell are you doing here?” she asks with a scared smile.

  I try to gauge her reaction to seeing me, but I can’t read her. What does that smile mean?

  “I’m here with Lynx. This is his friend, Chip,” I tell her. She gazes over at him before bringing her eyes back to mine.

  “What do you mean with Lynx?”

  “Just what I said. He’s in there talking to Vic.”

  “Oh, okay. I’ll get you some beers,” she says, her tone rushed.

  I share a glance with Chip, but I have no clue what her problem is. She pops the cap off two beers, setting them in front of us before pulling her phone out and typing quickly. I don’t like the feeling I get in the pit of my stomach. Something’s off but I don’t know what.

  Chapter 19

  Lynx

  Holding her ass in my hands, I thrust into her. Her body is plastered against the wall just the way I like it. There’s a need burning through me that I couldn’t put out if tired. She’s a fucking drug, and I’m addicted to her. Harper’s nails dig into my flesh, causing a sweet burn. Each time she screams, it’s my goddamn name leaving those lips. This, this is all I’ve ever wanted. Just me and her. Nothing else matters to me, it never has. Even as pissed as I was about her leaving me, I knew deep down I loved her more.

  “Fuck, Harper,” I growl as she clenches around me. I’m on the edge, ready to explode, and when she leans in and sucks the flesh of my neck into her warm mouth, I come hard. My hips jerk, my back locked in place as I fill her full of me. Her pussy clenches and tightens, keeping me nestled inside of her long after we both lose control.

  “God, that was good,” she whispers, trying to catch her breath.

  I chuckle against the side of her head, blowing her hair up a little. I’ve missed this closeness to her. There’s always been something about Harper that’s been different. I could never put my finger on it, and to this day, I still don’t know but I can feel it.

  “I love you,” I whisper, pressing a kiss to her temple before pulling out of her. Lowering her feet to the floor, she kisses my chest.

  “Love you more.”

  I watch her walk to the bathroom before the shower comes on. Taking a deep breath, I follow behind her, climbing in behind her naked body.

  “What did Vic have to say?” she asks over her shoulder.

  “Didn’t know what might be goin’ on. Got some calls out to feel around a little.”

  “Could it be random?”

  “You saw the ring, Harper. It was your club’s logo.”

  That conversation shuts down quickly. I watch her wash her hair then her body and not being able to enjoy it like I normally would. I feel off inside. I don’t know if it’s the fact that someone is using my old club against me or that she might be in harm’s way once more. Who the hell would have been after her, though? No one knew where she was, and even if they did, why wait five years to try something? No, something wasn’t adding up and I needed to figure it out.

  “I didn’t tell anyone I was going there. Hell, I didn’t even know myself,” she says as she rinses her body under the sprayer.

  “I know that. I’ll get it figured out. Let’s just rest tonight and calm down. We’re safe here,” I remind her.

  She looks up at me, those big eyes full of fear. “Are we?”

  I don’t want to tell her no, but the fact of the matter is, I don’t think we are. There’s been an off feeling in the air since we stepped foot inside this place, and I’m not comfortable with it. She stares into my eyes no doubt feeling the same thing.

  “Harper, I think we shou-”

  “You don’t trust them anymore, do you?”

  I close my eyes for a minute to reign in the feelings. I was never one to disrespect this club or what it stood for, but right now? I think there is more going on that I don’t know about.

  “No,” I state in a matter of fact tone.

  “Then why are we here?”

  “To be honest? It’s a situation where you need to keep those you don’t trust close.”

  “You don’t think it’s smarter for us to go somewhere else? Anywhere else, Lynx? I’m scared.”

  Her admission guts me. I know she’s scared and I’m on edge. I fucking hate this but I need to know what’s happening.

  “I know,” I tell her, placing my hands on her shoulders. “But from here? We have an advantage. If they are makin’ moves, I’m bound to hear about it, yeah? It will be that much harder for them to try to do something outright under everyone’s nose…whoever it is.”

  “And if they kill you here?” I smirk.

  “They ain’t killin’ me, baby. I promise.”

  “Lynx, this is a bad idea. I don’t like it here, not anymore. What about when your dad gets back? What then?”

  As if I hadn’t thought about that. Part of me wants to get Harper as far from here as possible but the other part wants answers. He sent her away telling her that I got life, and that fact alone pisses me off. Why would he do that? He purposely tried to keep us apart. I know they didn’t have the best relationship back then but he never pushed. There has to be more to the story.

  “Look, it isn’t safe to be out and ridin’ all over, not until we know whose doin’ this shit. I get it, I do. I don’t wanna be here anymore than you, but this is what we gotta do for now, yeah?”

  Harper watches me with tears in her eyes before nodding her head. I pull her into my chest and hold her for a few minutes before we climb out. We dry off and dress before heading back to the main room to meet Chip for dinner. Vic had the girls cook a meal so that we didn’t have to go out tonight and for that I’m grateful. We take our seats at the table just as Vic comes out of the office.

  “Hear anything?” I ask as he takes a seat.

  “Yeah. Gonna take a ride out tomorro
w and see for myself. You in?” he asks.

  I smirk and nod my head. “Hell yeah I am.”

  “What’s happening? I’m confused as shit,” Chip chimes in. The guys laugh and so does Chip. It’s funny seeing him here because in another lifetime he might have fit in with us.

  “We got a lead that we’re gonna follow up. You’re more than welcome to join in,” Vic tells him. Chip’s eyes light up as he looks over at me. I shrug, not giving a shit if he wants to come along or not. I know that Harper will be fine here until we get back.

  “So, how’s shit?” I ask stuffing food into my mouth.

  “Not bad, brother. Got that powder runnin’ better than before. Pure Columbian.”

  I raise an eyebrow. “No shit?”

  “No shit. Javier had a chat with your dad and set it all in action. They fuckin’ came to us, can you believe that shit?” Vic chuckles under his breath.

  “Hell no! Last I heard in the pen was Columbians were makin’ moves out east. Tryin’ to get shit setup across the states. They didn’t want MC handlin’ products. They wanted it on street-level Columbians,” I tell him. When you’re in prison you tend to hear things. Not all are good but most is useful.

  “No shit? Ain’t heard that out here but I wouldn’t put it past them. We got a good thing goin’ right now so until that changes, we’re runnin’ with it,” he tells me.

  I glance around at the other guys as they talk amongst themselves. It’s different. It isn’t like it used to be. Before it was all about family, being one, but not anymore. You can feel it in the air, something’s changed around here since I’ve been gone, and not for the better. We finish our meal in silence before the music comes on and beers are passed around. Me, Harper, and Chip sit in the corner drinking ours as I take in the guys.

  “It’s not the same,” Harper leans in and whispers before laying her head on my shoulder. I wrap my arm around her, pulling her closer to me.

  “You noticed that too, huh?”