Striker: No Prisoners MC Book 1 by Lilly Atlas

Author:Lilly Atlas [Atlas, Lilly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lilly Atlas
Published: 2016-08-09T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

Striker lay quiet for a few minutes and enjoyed the afterglow of the powerful sexual encounter. Lila’s soft weight cuddled against him while they rested was something he could become addicted to.

“We never got a chance to talk about the meeting. How did it go?” A nervous tremor sounded in her voice, and Striker regretted that the sated moment couldn’t last longer.

“I think their VP is going to stage a coup. Fuck, maybe he already has. These sloppy broad daylight attacks, with witnesses present, is not something their president would allow. Snake is much more violent, much more impulsive and power hungry. He doesn’t have near the leadership experience Jackal does, but he wants to be in charge. It’s a volatile combination.” He stroked a hand over the smooth strands of her hair as he spoke to her.

Being with her like this, sharing his burdens in a relaxed and intimate way, was good for his soul. It made him hope he may not be the worst man in the world for her. The feeling only lasted a second, because the topic of conversation was reminder enough of why he was all wrong for her.

“That doesn’t sound good at all. What does this mean for the club, for me?” She linked the fingers of one hand with his where it rested on his stomach.

Striker brought their joined hands up to his lips and pressed a kiss to her knuckles. “Well we need to be sure of what’s going on before we make a move. So first step is surveillance.”

“Won’t that be dangerous? What if you’re caught?” Lila lifted her head, and propped her chin on his chest. Fear was evident on her face.

Striker shook his head. “Not for you to worry about, babe. Let the club handle it.” He wasn’t going to share details about how they planned to stake out the Grimm’s clubhouse. “What time were you supposed to check on Hook?”

“Oh my God! I totally forgot! What kind of doctor am I?”

Striker laughed as she shot out of bed as though it was made of hot coals. “The horny kind?”

Lila glared at him while she threw her clothes on and ran out the door. She hadn’t bothered to fix herself up, and her tousled hair alone gave the appearance of someone who’d been fucked well and good. Striker laughed out loud imagining her embarrassment at the inevitable teasing she’d receive from Hook when he saw her.

Striker rolled out of the bed, and bent to retrieve his discarded pants. He slipped them on and shrugged into a plain T-shirt and shoes, and headed back downstairs toward the bar. He had some trash to take out.

A few steps from the bottom, he stopped to take in the room and decide how he wanted to play this. Striker needed to have a chat with Brandi, one that ended with her leaving for good, and he needed the rest of the club to know she was no longer welcome. While he wasn’t

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