Reaper's Salvation: A Last Riders Trilogy by Jamie Begley (reading e books .txt) 📕

headed for the club?” Viper asked once he was seated in the back seat.

“Gavin is taking me to Silas’s home. I’m staying there.”

“We’re staying at the club,” Gavin contradicted her as if it were a done deal. “My wife is staying with me.”

Embarrassed at Gavin making the claim in front of Greer and Viper had her voice raising. “We’re not married!”

Gavin shifted in his seat to give her a steely look. “Viper, are Ginny and I married?”

“Yes.”

Gavin gave her a smart aleck bob of his head as if to say “I told you so” at Viper’s answer.

“We. Are. Not. Married!”

Gavin just arched his brows, refusing to argue with her.

“We aren’t!”

“Ah … Reaper, you want a piece of advice from me?” Greer poked his head back through the window.

“No! We don’t!” Pressing the button to roll the window up, Greer barely managed to get his head out before being decapitated. Unfortunately, it wasn’t enough to keep him from yelling his advice out.

“Damn, boy, if my wife said she weren’t married to me, I know what I would do.”

Ginny shot Gavin a killing look when he pressed the electronic button on his door to roll her window back down.

“What would you do?” Gavin asked with interest.

“Run.”

Chapter Thirty-One

“Will you two quit laughing?” Ginny said stiffly, which made them laugh even harder. “I don’t know what you two find so amusing.”

“Yeah, you wouldn’t.”

Ginny turned in her seat to see Viper practically curling in laughter in the back seat he was laughing so hard.

“I bet Winter wouldn’t find it amusing either,” Ginny warned him.

Viper howled louder, agreeing with her. “She wouldn’t.”

Ginny loftily stared out the window as they pulled out of the sheriff’s office rather than strangle the two buffoons.

“Hardy har har. Holly is a saint to be married to that man.” Ginny thought back to the way Greer had looked when they left. “Did either of you notice Greer wasn’t looking so hot?” When he stepped away from the car, Greer had seemed ready to drop. Feeling bad for the unkind thoughts about the He-Man attitude that generally came out of Greer’s mouth, Ginny regretted not asking if he was feeling okay. “Should I call him and check on him?”

“Use my phone.” Gavin motioned toward the charging station on the console. “In my contacts is Dr. Price; ask him to check Greer out before worrying about Allerton.”

Ginny looked askance at him before taking the phone. “You want me to use your phone?”

Gavin took his eyes away from the road to give her a frown at the question. “Yes. Why? You afraid of my germs?”

“No. I just thought men hated women using their phones?”

“There’s nothing on there that you can’t see.”

“Viper, do you let Winter see your phone?” Ginny looked at Viper in the rearview mirror, interested in another man’s take on their conversation.

“Fuck no. Not anymore.”

Ginny decided to ask Winter about Viper’s reaction the next time she saw her. She would have asked Viper, but she didn’t want to come across as nosy in front of both men.

Disconnecting the cell phone from the charging cable, Ginny felt an inexplicable rush of pleasure at doing something some couples refused to share. She knew it was silly, but it felt as if Gavin was sharing another part of his life with her.

Making the call, she felt better once she had spoken to Dr. Price.

Disconnecting the call when she finished, she put it back on the charging station.

As they were driving past Mick’s bar, Ginny was tempted to ask him to pull over for a burger, then decided against it. Her mouth was still too sore, and she realized she hadn’t put the ice pack back on her lips and jaw, moving her finger up to explore her face.

Confused at the absence of pain, she lowered the sun visor to look in the mirror. She was still staring at her face in bewilderment when the SUV stopped.

Flipping the visor up, she saw they were at The Last Riders’ clubhouse and factory.

“You dropping Viper off before taking me home?” Holding her anger back until her suspicion was confirmed, Ginny gave him the opportunity to answer before she reached for his phone to call Silas to come get her.

“Viper, you go ahead. Ginny and I will be up in a few.”

Waiting until Viper closed the door behind him after getting out, Gavin turned the motor off, studying her face as he unbuckled his seat belt before turning in his seat to face her. “You’re looking better.” Reaching out, he brushed a fingertip across her bottom lip. “Ginny, for now, it makes more sense to stay here.”

She didn’t let his softness sway her. “How does it make more sense?”

“Allerton may be in the FBI’s custody, but he has enough money to take you out in the blink of an eye. No one will be able to get near you at the clubhouse. We both know you won’t stay in Silas’s house. You’ll be running all over the property, putting not only yourself at risk, but your brothers.”

“No one comes on our property without the dogs or one of my brothers knowing.”

“Silas’s house has a road right in front of it with another property that someone could get access to without your knowledge. A sharpshooter could take you out while Silas is out of the house, or they could take him out also.”

Ginny swallowed hard at the thought of one of her brothers being caught in the crossfire. She started fiddling with the ice pack on her lap, unable to come up with another reason not to stay at the club.

“Ginny, am I taking it too much for granted? Do you not want to live with me?”

“I do.”

“You just want it on your terms, then.”

“That’s not true. I want us both to be happy.” Ginny licked her dry lips, still shocked at how much of the swelling had gone down. “I thought you liked living at Silas’s house and working with my brothers.”

“I do, and I will