Discovery (Restless Motorcycle Club Romance) (2 page)

The drive to work was even worse than I had anticipated. When I climbed into the beat-up Corolla that my father had given me before I’d left for an ill-fated stint at college, there was a note on the steering wheel.

You have three days to find the information we seek before we start tearing your life apart even worse than it already is.

It wasn’t signed, but then again it didn’t need to be. There was only one person who could possibly have left a note like that. The mysterious suited man from lunch yesterday, who wanted me to find dirt on Shane Hamilton – specifically information related to the motorcycle gang that Shane helped to lead. I’d been told that the shipping business was merely a front to legitimize the illegal activities that the club was engaged in.

So instead of sweet daydreams and the breathless wonderment of a potential relationship with the rugged Shane Hamilton, I had to sit and think of how the hell I was supposed to be able to dig up the kind of secrets the man from the cafe wanted - and how I could possibly get out of having to do it. I didn’t know a lot about outlaw motorcycle clubs, but I was pretty sure that getting caught stealing information from them would quickly earn me a ticket to a world full of pain – and maybe even a ride to the bottom of the nearest lake.

“Hi Brittany,” I said as I walked in the door and past the secretary’s desk towards Shane’ office. I was so distracted by my thoughts that I forgot I hated her until I caught the dirty look she gave me in return.

Well screw you, too, bitch. If you didn’t want me to have the opportunity to get close to our boss then you should have passed on the message that I was supposed to go home yesterday once Shane realized he would be late.

It was her own fault that Shane and I had the opportunity to get close and finish off what we had started in the morning.

I stood in front of the office door for longer than was natural to try and summon the courage to face the man behind my ultra-sexy dream. My boss, the man I had sex with the first day on the job as his new assistant.
Am I going to hell? I think I’m going to hell.
If hell felt that good, then maybe it wasn’t such a bad thing.

After a deep breath I pushed the door open, only to let it go in a burst as I saw Shane leaning over his desk, poring over a document.

He was in jeans and a t-shirt, of course, the simple white fabric draped over his body and emphasizing his musculature in a way that was in no way fair.

“Ah, good morning, Jackie,” he said as my entrance caught his eye. “I’m glad to see that you’ve made it in this morning. I was half expecting you not to show up, you know.”

The comment was said in a cavalier manner, but something about it made me think that he wouldn’t have taken my absence very well at all. I worked for him now, and Shane Hamilton was used to being obeyed.

“Oh, I wouldn’t miss it,” I replied. “No matter what happened last night, this is my job. And it’s my position to assist you in anything you need.”

I had done some thinking after returning back to the small apartment I shared with Stacey, and I knew that Shane Hamilton was a rare breed of man, and I would give anything to remain in his sphere of consideration for as long as possible. No matter how things ended up, it must be better than spending long days and nights alone in the apartment with nothing but a tub of ice cream and Grey’s Anatomy for company, slowly sliding deeper and deeper into debt with no job prospects.

“Good. Now, I’m just going over a proposal drafted by a business associate, would you mind running out to get some coffee? I’ve already blown through the one that Brittany brought me.” He smiled, but there was a hint of tiredness behind his eyes, as though he had spent a restless night.

As restless as mine was, thinking about him? Could he have been thinking about me? No, it must have been motorcycle club matters that kept him up. I bet he doesn’t even think about me when I’m not right in front of him, there’s too much on his mind.

“How do you want it?” I asked, hoping he read more into the phrase than the obvious. Fetching coffee wouldn’t get me any closer to getting important info that I could use to placate the criminals who were blackmailing me; I had to start making some progress towards gaining Shane’ confidence and learning something useful. “And what’s the proposal for?”

“Oh, it’s just for a new facility located over in Europe,” Shane said. “We are expanding rapidly, and we do enough business over there that it would be useful to have another base of operations. And just a black coffee, please.”

“Yes, sir.”

Was it just my imagination, or did his eyes light up a little at my phrasing?

Jackie was already turning out to show a lot of promise. Some women were natural submissives, and nothing made them happier than serving a man, preferably from her knees. It was still early to tell, but I thought that she was one of those.

My resolve not to get too involved with Jackie had already been severely undermined by the indiscretion – as hot and completely worth it as it was – at the end of the day yesterday, but as the day wore on and she became more and more obvious with her glances, and lip bites, and posture, that resolve was shot to all hell.

I had to have her. Repeatedly. Constantly. In as many compromising positions as I could place her in.

Look at that ass!

She was bent over, tying up the garbage bag in the can beside my desk, rear pointed toward me. It was a job the janitor usually took care of after hours, but I told her to do it so that I could watch her in just this position.

Her skirt was shorter than most women would wear even out to the biker bar, but I wasn’t going to say anything to her about it even though I knew it drove Brittany crazy. From this angle, I could swear there was just the barest glimmer of pink panties, but it was too quick of a glimpse to be sure.

A week from now I’m going to have her at the point that I can just bend her over the desk and flip her skirt up.

The thought made my manhood swell, and I smiled as Jackie finished with the bag and stood to take it out.

“Thank you, Jackie. Great work.”

She winked back at me. “You’re welcome, sir.”

A long day of little errands for Shane had brought me no closer to finding out anything of value. The first piece of information – the potential new office in Europe – was the most interesting thing I learned. I had a sneaking suspicion that most of the important conversations took place while I was out of the office – not that it was in any way a surprise. I was a complete outsider to the club, and there’s no chance they would just start talking about sensitive matters with me around.

Two days left. That’s when shit’s going to start hitting the fan.
It was a scary thought. I didn’t even know how exactly the mysterious enemy’s threats would be carried about, but there was a sense of dread that I didn’t want to find out. Hell, there was no saying that they wouldn’t just have me mugged, or raped, or killed, and I definitely didn’t want any of those things to happen.

“Jackie.”

The way his voice said my name was like a command, but I fancied that I also heard a verbal caress under the words as well.

“Yes, sir?”

His eyes were scanning up my body as I turned, coming from where they must have been resting on my ass.

“Are you free for the next several hours?”

My heart picked up from a standstill and began racing. I just barely kept myself from answering immediately. I never had plans, so I was always free. It was a tragic consequence of not having a boyfriend and not really having many friends beyond my roommate, who had her own stuff going on most of the time. I didn’t want him to know how pathetic my life was, so I paused and looked thoughtfully at where the wall met the ceiling across the room for a count of five.

“Um, I think so. What did you need?” I hoped it was a repeat performance of the day before.
That would be the type of routine I could really get into. Work a full day and then have sex with the gorgeous man who also happens to be my boss. Yes, please.

“Well, as you know I’m mostly going to have you taking care of errands and other things for me. There’re a number of things that you’ll have to do at the warehouse, so I’d like to take you there and show you the place. I’ll usually be there with you, but you’re going to want to get comfortable around the building – and of course the other men.”

“The other men?” I asked.

“Yes, the employees of the company. Of course you’ve met Brittany and the other few people who work here at this downtown office, but the warehouse is where everyone else spends their time and works.”

Maybe I’ll be able to find out more about the motorcycle club there.
I tried to pretend to myself that my true motivation wasn’t for a chance to get closer to Shane. He was a dangerous man to get involved with, but I just couldn’t help myself.

“Of course I’ll be able to go with you,” I said. “I’m looking forward to you showing me some more things.” I bit my lip to show that I was talking about more than just warehouses.

He had already started to pull his leather jacket around his powerful frame. “I would offer you a ride on the back of my bike, but since you’ll likely want to go home straight from the warehouse, how about you just follow me there?”

I nodded, “Of course, sir. Lead on.”