Rough and Ready by Cathleen Ross

Author:Cathleen Ross
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Entangled; Scorched; Military romance; MC romance; Action & Adventure romance fiction; romantic erotica; erotic Suspense; Romantic Heroes Bikers; Urban Erotica; Contemporary American Fiction; motorcycle romance; military hero; enemies to lovers; bodyguard; protector; forbidden love; redemption romance; sexy contemporary romance; romance novels; romance stories; sexy contemporary romance novels; sensual contemporary romance; women’s fiction; sexy women’s fiction; love stories; alpha hero; contemporary love stories; erotic romance; erotic novels; erotic love; erotic love stories; super sexy books; super sexy stories; sexy books; alpha hero romance; bad boy romance; bad boy stories; riveting romance books
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2019-03-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Alice went to the fridge, took out a beer, and gave it to her father. When Glass sat on her plush lounge she made sure she sat right next to him, determined to disrupt whatever he had planned for Hugo.

Hugo drew up a dining chair and sat.

She looked pointedly at her watch. “It’s late, Daddy.”

“Been sitting with your mother.” He pulled the pull tab off his beer and drank it down.

“Any change?” Alice asked. “I was with Momma at lunch.”

“Nah. When I find out who’s responsible, I’m gonna kill them.”

“You going to jail won’t help Momma. She’ll be devastated if she wakes up and finds you’re not there.” Her father gave her a long, black-eyed stare, which told her to mind her own business.

She ignored it. “I want to talk to you about Mad Dog.”

“That’s why I came,” Glass said, looking from Alice to Hugo. “I heard you threatened to gut him.”

Hugo leaned forward. Even sitting he seemed big and hulking and dark. “He hurt Alice. I stopped him. He won’t get near her again.”

“Alice? Is this true?” Glass asked.

“Mad Dog was high. Told me I was going to ‘fuck’ him. Gripped my wrist and wouldn’t let go until Hugo made him.” Alice held up her wrist. Large purple fingerprints, made more violet by her shower, stood out against her white skin.

“His story was he saw you out late. Had a dangerous-looking man following you. Tried to make you come with him because he thought you were in trouble,” Glass said.

“That slimy, lying bastard. That’s not how it was, Daddy.” She glanced over at Hugo for him to back her up, but he was silent, frowning at her father.

“The men would give their lives for you, Alice,” Glass said. “I need the facts right.”

“Here are the facts. Mad Dog is a drug-addled liability, and I don’t want him looking out for me. Not that he was,” Alice said, seething. Why wasn’t Hugo saying anything?

“I can’t risk any confusion in the future,” Glass said.

“There was no confusion, Daddy,” she said.

“Boudreaux, I’m taking you to meet the men,” Glass said.

Hugo nodded, his face expressionless, which worried her more. The man was too used to obeying orders. When her father was in the room, it was like she didn’t exist. How could he do that to her?

“I’ll get my jacket.” He strode into the spare bedroom.

She knew that was code for arming himself. At least he wasn’t stupid. She raced to her bedroom to change into jeans and a top. There was no way that she was letting Daddy get Hugo to himself. When she returned, her father blocked her way.

“You’re not coming, Alice,” Glass said.

“Hugo is a decorated veteran. I don’t want him going to the clubhouse,” she said.

“This is men’s business. I will fix this,” Glass said, handing her his empty bottle. She smashed it back down on the coffee table.

“Alice, stay out of this,” Hugo said. “I need to eyeball the men. It’s time I worked out who and what I’m protecting you from.

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