Hacking the Biker's Code (Dogs of Fire Savannah Chapter #6) - Piper Davenport Page 0,1

realized I’ve been a total idiot.”

I kissed the palm of his hand, then settled my cheek against it.

“How have you been an idiot? you ask.” I took a deep, shaky breath. “Well. I love you. I have for a while, but I’ve been so fucking stubborn and too afraid to say it out loud. I know you know that, but now I’m confirming it.”

All of this was unfortunately true. Rabbit was four years younger than me and even though I’d told him it would never work, he’d pursued me from the get…hard. It scared the crap out of me, and I’d shut him down at every turn. I’d even dated other men, parading them in front of him. Not many. Three, but he just smiled his secret little smile and showed up with wine when I ultimately dumped them.

After the third break up, about a year ago now, I’d made Rabbit an indecent proposal. Well, indecent for me. I wanted sex. Friends with benefits, but on the way to the benefits, I fell in love with him.

We were from two totally different worlds and I’d been so hung up on appearances, I’d forgotten to just feel. He’d treated me better than anyone I’d ever known, and he was the best friend I’d ever had, and that was saying something because Jasmine and Willow were damn good friends.

“Zane, I need you to get better,” I whispered. “We’re gonna make up for lost time the second you get out of here. I’m going to be right by your side while you heal. I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to figure it out.”

The door opened and Doc walked. “We need to get goin’. I’m leaving a couple of recruits here.”

“Okay, thanks,” I said, and followed him out, after promising Rabbit I’d be back the next day. Little did I know, my world was about to crumble in the worst kind of way.

Parker

Present day…

I UNLOCKED THE front door of my flower shop and entered the code for the alarm. I still had an hour before I opened, but a wedding order was being delivered in twenty minutes, so I needed to move some things around in prep for that.

I made a pot of coffee, moved buckets around in my storage fridge, then headed to the loading area at the very back of the store and opened the delivery door, quickly finding myself slammed up against the wall and my mouth covered with a large hand. “Close your eyes and don’t say a goddammed word.”

I squeezed my eyes shut and nodded, and the man loosened his hand over my mouth.

“I got a message for your club,” the man growled.

“What club?” I whispered, staring into the deep-set brown eyes of my attacker.

He cocked his head, pressing his hand into my mouth harder again. “Bitch, you got a fuckin’ death wish? Close your fucking eyes.”

I frowned, closing my eyes as I bit back a whimper.

“Tell them the Beast is coming for them.”

I took a labored breath.

“You fuckin’ hear what I’m sayin’?” he sneered.

I nodded. Then he was gone. I slammed the door closed and locked it, then pulled out my phone, dialing bestie number one. “Willow?”

“Hey, honey, you okay?”

“No. Someone just broke into the shop.”

I burst into tears and filled her in on what had just happened.

“Lock your doors,” Willow demanded. “Right now. Dash is coming.”

Dash was an officer in the Dogs of Fire Motorcycle Club, and he’d married Willow a few years ago. Since Alamo was the Sergeant at Arms, I should probably have called Jazz first, but I knew she was meeting with a new marketing company this morning, and I didn’t want to interrupt.

“Parker!” Willow snapped.

I jumped, then whispered, “Yes?”

“Did you lock your doors?”

I glanced behind me. “Um…yes, the back.”

“Go lock the front, honey.”

“Right. Okay.”

It took me a second to convince my feet to move, but I was finally able to put one foot in front of the other and reached my front door just as it was pushed open. I couldn’t stop a scream and I dropped my phone, but then strong arms were wrapping their way around me and I was pulled against a hard chest.

“I got you, Pebbles,” Rabbit said, and I fell against him, bursting into fresh tears as I slid my arms up his back, under his cut, feeling immediately safe.

He held me as he guided me further inside the shop, locking the door behind him.

“How did you get here so fast?” I whispered.

“Working at the shop today,”