Hold Firm (Biker Daddy Bodyguards #1) - Sue Brown Page 0,4

time you go to London we’ll have this resolved.”

“I’m not scared,” he insisted.

“It’s okay to admit you are. It doesn’t make you weak.”

Cade shook his head. “I lived with him. Then I was scared. Now I’m angry that he won’t stay the hell out of my life.”

“I understand,” Quinn rumbled, “but the fact he won’t stay away needs to be handled. Once guys like him get an obsession they don’t back down.”

“Guys like you?” Cade challenged.

“Cade!” Standish spluttered, but Quinn held up his hand and the lawyer subsided.

“Some dominants without a focus or control can be obsessive, yes. Not all. I’m lucky, my work keeps me focused.”

Right now, that laser focus on Cade was too much to handle.

“Eric doesn’t need to work. He’s got a trust fund.”

Quinn didn’t sneer at the information like a lot of people did, but neither did he look impressed. Cade filed that piece of information away. Was he impressed by wealth or had he seen so much of it in his work it was irrelevant?

“Strada has a focus and that’s you,” Quinn said. “We use that to draw him in.”

“You’re making me the bait?” Cade didn’t like that idea.

“I don’t want Cade in danger,” Standish said.

Cade reached over and patted Standish’s hand. His attorney was like a father figure to him.

“He won’t be,” Quinn assured him. “I’m going to be the bait, not Cade. Strada will want to get me out of the picture.”

“So you’ll pose as my boyfriend, and he’ll go after you?” Cade wasn’t sure he liked that idea any better. The thought of the vibrant man opposite him being injured or worse made him want to hurl.

“We’ll talk about it later,” Quinn assured him.

Cade nodded uncertainly. He wrapped his arms around himself, needing the reassurance of a hug even if it was just from himself. He jumped when Quinn laid a hand on his shoulder and fixed him with a steady gaze.

“It’ll be okay, Cade, I promise.”

Cade wanted to ask Quinn to hold him. If Quinn had been his real Daddy, Cade would have begged him to wrap his muscular arms around him and ground him. He needed it so much. Eric hadn’t comforted him. He’d held him down and hurt him. A sob erupted from his throat before he could stop it.

He wrenched away from Quinn before he did something stupid like beg for his embrace. Quinn frowned, but he stepped back and gave Cade some space. Cade forced air into his lungs. “I need to get out of here,” he muttered.

“Your car is here,” Dominic said. “It’s in the underground parking lot. I’ll arrange for your bikes to be delivered later today.”

There was nothing Cade wanted more than to run to his Hog and ride away from Standish, and Dominic, and the thought of Strada, but mostly he wanted to run away from Quinn Ryder who was making him want things he’d put behind him.

Chapter 2

Quinn

Cade protested the entire ride home. CDR had promised to deliver their motorbikes to Cade’s house. Cade didn’t like it. Quinn didn’t care. He wasn’t letting Cade on his bike until he’d set ground rules.

Quinn let Standish do the talking, who was returning to see his client settled, and then he was going home. He saw no point getting involved as, whether Cade liked it or not, he had a bodyguard. He sat next to the chauffeur and ignored the heated argument in the back while he read the information on Eric Strada again. Quinn had met the man briefly when he traveled to San Francisco. This must have been before Eric was involved with Cade. Quinn had received no negative vibes from the man, but he hadn’t spoken to him long enough or formed a friendship with him, to make a sound judgement. He had a phone call to make as soon as he had free time. If Eric Strada wasn’t caught and he gave up his obsession with Cade, he’d be looking for another boy. Cade couldn’t have been the only one he abused. Quinn needed to do some more digging and not through CDR. The Daddy world was small enough that he knew who to speak to.

Cade’s voice rose and Quinn caught the chauffeur rolling his eyes.

“Is he always this noisy?” Quinn asked, his voice low.

The driver didn’t answer but the silence was enough for Quinn. Cade was a brat. One hundred percent brat. But a boy who had been abused too. Quinn had his own methods for dealing with bratty boys,