Christ, I was addicted.

It was crazy, yet damn exciting at the same time.

“Zion,” he clipped.

“Hmm?”

He sighed again, his breath blowing across my chest. “You said we’d talk about it, so I’ll start. Why the fuck did you risk your life for that to play out? Why did you leave a key out front where anyone could have seen you place it there and got in to fuckin’ harm you?”

My body warmed, knowing his questions were all about him being worried for me.

Kylo liked me, and I enjoyed knowing that fact.

I traced my fingers over his shoulder. At first, he tensed before finally relaxing. “It’d been set up with Heaven. She needed to get rid of her old man but didn’t know how to do it. When Death came up with the idea, he told her to get him into work. We had it handled. Knew somethin’ could happen, but it’d be small compared to what she’d been dealin’ with at her place. He wouldn’t leave her, Kylo. Abused her verbally and physically. No woman needs that in their life. Not when we could stop it. So it’s done.”

“Done with you gettin’ shot.”

I gripped the top of his hair and tugged his head back to have his eyes. Eyes that darkened from the firm hold and had me wondering if my Kylo liked rough play. My gut clenched in excitement from the thought. “Like you carin’, Kylo. A damn lot. But we’re in the same club. We work at the same place and both know there’s gonna be risks in those.”

He ground his teeth together. “Yeah, but why you?”

“Would it have been fair if it was Death? Or Wreck? Or Country? It just happened to be me there on the night he dropped in. I was prepared to get to the bottom of it, to stop other shit happenin’. Even though we’re doin’ what we do, bein’ involved won’t stop me from makin’ decisions like that, not if I can help someone who can’t help themselves.”

“I fuckin’ hate that I understand your reasonin’.”

Chuckling, I pressed my lips to his, and the way his eyes widened a fraction told me the quick kiss surprised him, even when he was in my bed mostly naked.

“About the key, I won’t leave it out if you take it with you. It’s a spare one.”

His body tensed. “Zion,” he muttered.

I clamped his lips together between my thumb and finger. His eyes narrowed as I smiled. “Nope. Don’t want to hear it. Just take it. You don’t have to use it, but it’d save me gettin’ bitched out if I leave the key out for you again.”

It was impressive how his eyes narrowed even more. He mumbled under my fingers. I let go and asked, “Yes?”

“Fine,” he clipped.

“Good. Now, my doctor said I had to get some rest. You gonna let me, or we could talk some more. You could tell me about that dildo?”