(Ridge)
I pulled into the clubhouse compound and killed the engine. My hands were still shaking. Not from anger. From wanting.
That kiss with Mira had knocked me sideways. I could still taste her. Still feel her body pressed against mine. Still hear the sound she'd made when I'd pushed her against that wall.
I wanted more. Needed more.
But first I had to deal with Carter.
I got out of the Jeep and headed inside. The clubhouse was quiet. Most of the brothers were probably asleep or out. But the lights were on in the east wing where the prospects had their quarters.
I walked down the hall and stopped at Carter's door. It was open. Priest, Dane, and Knox were already inside.
Carter's old lady, Maya, was sitting on the couch. Her face was red and puffy from crying. There was a bruise fo
