High-Sided (Armed & Dangerous #3)

She gasped. “That would be great. I’d love to get to know him better. He doesn’t seem to be interested in me though.”


I didn’t know what to say to that. I definitely wasn’t going to tell her it was because he was still in love with me. By getting them together, I hoped it’d get his mind off me.

My phone beeped and I looked down to see Sean’s name come up. “Janie, do you mind if I call you back later? I have another call coming in.”

“Sure. Keep me updated about dinner.”

“Will do. I owe you one anyway.”

“No problem. I’ll talk to you soon.”

We hung up and I clicked over to Sean. “Hey.”

“You okay? You left pretty pissed off.”

“I’m fine. My father finally told me the truth about what was going on. Did you know he had a gambling problem?” When he didn’t comment, I knew his answer. “Dammit! Was I seriously the only one who didn’t know?”

He sighed. “No. Your sister doesn’t know.”

“How did you find out?” I felt betrayed, especially since Sean was one of my closest friends.

“I overheard my mom talking to Donnie about it a few years ago. She thought she could help him get it under control. Obviously, something helped for a while, but is he doing it again? It almost seems like someone’s trying to send a message.”

“He said he’s not. So whatever’s going on, it isn’t because of his gambling. And if it were, they’d go after my father directly, as they’d done in the past. There was a time they beat him up bad. I remember how awful he looked. My mother had told me he was in an accident.”

“Damn, I didn’t know all of that.”

“That’s why I left all pissed off today. I couldn’t handle anymore. Not to mention, I just got off the phone with Janie. She said Hendrix isn’t interested in a new mechanic, it’s a new rider they’re looking for. They want new blood.”

Sean huffed. “Great, just what we need.” Knowing them, they’d pick the dirtiest rider they could find. Hopefully, the guy on the red and black bike left town before they got their hooks in him.

“Tell me about it,” I grumbled. I had no clue how I was going to mention Janie to him, but I figured it’d be best to just say it. “Janie wants to go out with us for dinner.”

“She does? Why?”

“Do you have to ask? Surely you’ve noticed the way she is around you.”

He blew out a heavy sigh. “I’ve noticed.”

“So what do you think about maybe going on a date with her? She’s gorgeous, and extremely nice. Plus, she loves motorcycles. What more could a guy want?”

“Another chance with you.”

“That’s not going to happen, Sean.”

“I know,” he murmured. “If you want me to go out with this girl, I will. But it’s only going to be one date.”

I breathed a sigh of relief. “That’s all I ask.” Janie might think I had a way with men, but so did she. I had no doubt her charms would rub off on him.

“Does that mean you’re going to start dating again too?” he asked.

“Not planning on it. I have too much on my mind right now.”

“Like Logan? He’s gonna creep his way back to you. I know it. Promise me you’ll stay away from him. That bastard doesn’t deserve you.”

“You have nothing to worry about. I’ve already blown him off once today. That’s why I’m going to do the bookkeeping from home for a while; at least until his return loses its luster.”

“That might take a while. Everyone’s pumped he’s back.”

I had no doubt. “Did you talk to him?”

“Nope, and he probably doesn’t want to. It’s pretty clear I’m on your side. Besides, he left with your dad. They still weren’t back by the time I left.”

“Really? I wonder where they went.” What concerned me was the way my father didn’t look so surprised to see Logan at the funeral. It was like he knew he was going to be there.

“Don’t know,” Sean said, drawing me back to his attention. “But I wouldn’t worry about it.”

“I’m not,” I lied. I wanted to know what was going on between my father and Logan. Maybe I should’ve stayed and listened to what he had to say.





After an early dinner, consisting of leftover salmon and salad, I sat down on my couch and flipped through the TV channels until I stopped at Arrow. Ever since I started watching the show I’d been hooked. Levi and I binge watched the whole first season a couple of weeks ago and were about to start the second. Tears burned my eyes as I looked over at the other end of the empty couch. It was where Levi sat and oftentimes slept when he’d come over. I didn’t know if I’d be able to continue watching the show without him.

My phone rang and I looked down at the screen; it was my dad. I turned off the TV and answered the phone. “Hey.”