“Listen to me, little girl. I don’t take lip from anyone, especially not a little snot like you.”

He pushed her back, hard.

She feared for her baby’s life. It was hard not to put a protective hand over her stomach. She kept her gaze on his, not backing down.

Her father had told her to never back down. She was club, and they weren’t weak. Every single part of her being screamed at her to run, but she stayed seated.

Reaper grabbed her cell phone.

He tutted. “Password protected. Clever girl.”

“You need to leave or it’s going to be a bloodbath.”

“I was just curious about the girl who has Preacher riding around all over town. You’re the first woman since his slut that he’s been connected to. There have been other women, but they’re a dime a dozen. None of them stand out.”

“I’m not with Preacher.”

“Really? You see, I don’t think that little lie is true. I think you and Preacher have another little secret. That baby inside you, that’s not Bishop’s.”

How did he know so much?

She cried out as he suddenly grabbed her arm, dragging her close.

“You mean a hell of a lot more than people want you to believe, but I wanted to get a sense of you, Robin. I can see you know jack shit, but that’s okay. You’re going to be just fine for what I want.”

She cried out as he grabbed her hair and pulled her head back.

Whatever he wanted, it wasn’t going to end well for her.

****

Preacher ended the call and smiled.

“Who’s the lucky lady?” Bear asked, lighting a cigarette as he made his way toward him.

He pocketed his cell phone and frowned. “Lucky lady?”

“You’ve got the look on your face of a guy soon going to get laid.”

Preacher’s brows rose. “That was Robin. She’s at the library on her own. I was checking to make sure she was okay. Randall called me. She needs to relax more, and between worrying about studying and being a first time mother, she is more prone to certain illnesses and concerns. He doesn’t want to alarm her, but he thinks it’s important she’s got someone close to her.”

“Oh, fuck, you’re not thinking of screwing my girl, are you?” Bear asked.

He rolled his eyes. “I don’t want to fuck, believe me.” He looked past Bear’s shoulder to where Milner hung upside down. Blood dripped from his body, and the sight alone, it made him really happy.

Between O’Klaren and Robin, he hadn’t been able to put all of his focus on this son of a bitch, and it annoyed him he’d nearly gotten away with shit.