Gus had been arrested that night, but Rubble immediately posted his bail. No member of the Hell Hounds was allowed to wallow in a cell. As Gus walked out of the courthouse, Nailah was there to meet him and immediately wrapped him in a passionate embrace. She pressed her lips to his in a kiss that fueled his desire.
“Are you okay?” Nailah said when they finally took a moment to breathe. “I was so worried!”
“Worried?” Gus chuckled. “I was in holding for an hour.”
“But I like it when you are home,” Nailah stroked his cheek.
“Let’s go home, babe,” Gus suggested. “Course, we have to get my bike first.”
“Right here, Duke,” Mad Dog drew their attention to the street where he sat on one of two motorcycles parked beside the curb. Rubble had already claimed one, but Mad Dog stood and gesture
