“We’ve got to head back.”
“You didn’t answer my question,” Henley grumbled, moving her hands up to her hips. I loved that she didn’t back down from me. She knew what she wanted, and she didn’t have a problem going after it. Unfortunately for her, I wasn’t telling her a damn thing.
“Go pack,” I told her. She looked up at me through her long, dark eyelashes, pouting because she knew she wasn’t going to get her way. I leaned down and quickly pressed my lips against hers. Her pout began to fade when I said, “We really need to get going.”
“Okay,” she replied with a defeated sigh. She followed me back to the room, and after packing our bags, we headed to the bar to tell everyone goodbye.
Gavin was the only one still around, so I told him, “We’re heading home. I’ll try to get back soon.” I wanted to be able to stay for a little longer to be there for him, while he got this mess sorted with John Warren, but I didn’t have a choice. I had to get back.
“Maybe I can make it back for a couple of days before Thanksgiving. The holidays are busy, so I won’t be able to stay long,” Gavin explained.
“Come whenever you can. It’d be good to see you,” I told him as I gave him a hug. “Let me know how things go with Lily and Goliath.”
“I will. Be careful driving back,” he said smiling. “And Henley… try to make him stop from time to time. He’ll drive all the way through if you let him.”
“I’ll try, but you know he has a stubborn streak a mile long,” she laughed. She hugged him quickly before we headed to the car.
For the first two hours of the drive back, Henley never stopped talking. She asked a million questions about Bishop and the Devil Chasers, and wouldn’t stop prodding until I told her everything I could about them. She was disappointed that she didn’t have a chance to meet them all, but I assured her that we would be back. When she had her fill of the club, she started talking about Courtney. She couldn’t stop laughing when she told me all the funny things she’d said when they were out shopping. It was obvious that she’d had a good time with them, and I looked forward to bringing her back.
Eventually, the day caught up with her; she yawned and stretched before resting her head on my thigh. I gently ran my fingers through her long brown hair while she drifted off to sleep. I took a deep breath, inhaling her soft scent, and it helped calm the storm of thoughts that were rushing through my head. Even with all the shit that was going down with the club, having her next to me gave me a sense of peace that I couldn’t explain. I didn’t know when it happened… or how it happened, but this woman had stolen my heart. I knew I couldn’t fight it any longer, and honestly, I didn’t want to. She was mine, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Chapter 20
Henley
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The car was quiet as I laid there with my head resting in Maverick’s lap. I was so tired, but I just couldn’t make myself fall asleep. My eyes were closed, and I could feel him playing with a strand of my hair while he drove. I desperately wanted to sleep – needed to sleep, but I couldn’t stop thinking about that phone conversation I’d overheard with Maverick and Big Mike. I knew there was something going on with the club, and it was bad. It was something that threatened to tear them apart, but Maverick refused to tell me what was going on. I knew that there would always be secrets with the club… things Maverick just couldn’t tell me, but I wasn’t expecting to hear him growl out my name like that to Big Mike. He was pissed when he told Mike that I wasn’t an option. He demanded that they find another way. A way to do what? I had no idea what he was talking about, but I knew I had to find out.
When I finally woke up, the sun was just beginning to rise over the horizon. I looked over to Maverick, and his eyes were red with exhaustion, and his eyelids were heavy and dark. “You need to get some sleep,” I told him.
“We’ll stop in an hour for breakfast. I’ll get some coffee when we get there,” he grumbled.
“Pull over,” I demanded. “Let me drive for a while.”