He put his phone on the nightstand. “It’s after midnight. Get some sleep.”
“Bathroom?” she asked.
He pointed, and she left the room. Stripping off his Notus jacket, he took off his boots, his clothes, his boxers, and dropped into bed. Wayne wanted all Notus members on the road at six o’clock in the morning. He needed to get some sleep if he was going to ride.
Lena returned to the room. Her footsteps stopped at the door because he’d shut off the light.
He rested his forearm on his forehead and kept his eyes closed. “Walk straight in. You’ll feel the bed. You’ll be sleeping on the far side, nearer the wall.”
“Like this isn’t awkward, Thad.” Her voice came louder the closer she got to the bed. “Do you expect me to fall on your dick now that you’ve made up your mind…and only because you think you can help me with that gang that wants to hurt me? If none of this would’ve happened, you wouldn’t have agreed to have a relationship based on sex with me. Remember, you were the one who turned me down and then left me.”
Her hand bumped into his covered feet, and then the mattress dipped and jostled as she climbed from the foot of the bed to the top and slid under the blankets.
Lena stilled. He tried to relax having her in bed, but his cock had hardened at the first sign of the bed moving. Ignoring his problem, he went through the information Gomez handed him, and Lena added on to. Tigres weren’t a group to fuck with on their turf. He’d worked with them in the past when searching for missing persons. Their word meant nothing unless they received something in return. He only had to figure out what Notus had that Tigres would want.
Lena sighed. “You’re an asshole,” she whispered.
“An asshole that’s going to take care of you.” He rolled away from her to his side.
He rather have her mad at him and alive than find out she’d been hurt and killed.