Chapter 5

Chapter

Five

SEER

" L ooks like it was an electrical fire," Blaze announces with his hand over the receiver of his phone while he still listens to the local Fire Chief.

I nod in his direction, but I keep my eyes on Leah.

She's currently passed out on a couch a mere ten feet from me. She's still wearing Nova's jacket, and the jealousy that is causing me is absurd. Anyone within a five-mile radius of the inferno could see her nipples when we arrived. The brother was doing me a solid.

As if my thoughts were being broadcasted for the asshole to hear, Nova comes up behind me, gripping my shoulder before whispering in my ear.

"Want me to get my jacket back?" I can hear the smirk in his voice.

"Not until Kai gets here," His chuckle when he pulls away is telling.

He's up to no good.

I watch him closely as he snakes his way across to where Leah is sleeping and worms his hand into the side pocket of his jacket, which is especially close to her pelvis.

I'm on my feet before I realize it as he pulls away quickly and, with a fucking flourish, waves his phone at me. Leah never even woke.

"Asshole," I hiss at him.

He blows me a kiss as he sits in a chair opposite it.

"I just need to check my messages, Prez. Business has been really good lately." I roll my eyes at the club's notorious playboy.

The front door flies open, and Kai rushes over to Leah.

I try and fail to hide my smile when the big lug crowds her space to check her over. He starts and stops speaking so many times that I wonder if he's having a stroke.

"She's ok?" Finally, words leave his mouth, and Nova scoffs.

"Define ok. She just lost everything she owned." Nova stands and carefully takes his jacket off her body so as not to disturb her.

"Later," he waves as Kai curses at her state of undress.

"Fuck," he glances around the clubhouse and comes up empty.

"Here, it's clean." Mayhem produces a blanket from god knows where, and I sigh.

"Thank you," I take it over to Kai, who places it over Leaah and then lifts her into his arms.

"No," Leah starts to thrash about, and Kai almost loses his grip on her.

"Hey, hey. It's just us, Baby. We're taking you home." Her big eyes scan my face and then fill with tears.

"Good job," Kai groans as Leah dissolves into sobs.

"I…don't…have….a…home," the entire room freezes at her crying.

"Cher, that just ain't true. We are your home. Let's get you into a bed where you can sleep. We'll worry about the rest later." She calms and nods.

"Take my truck," Cowboy throws me his keys, and I nod in appreciation.

"Kooper!" She pushes out of Kai's arms, so suddenly, he stumbles to keep her from face-planting.

"How can I help Darling?" He takes off his hat and holds it to his chest as he waits.

"Not you. I need Lacey. My computer," she falls to her knees and cries into her hands.

"It has all my research. I can't finish," It's hard to understand what she's saying, but I get the gest and look up at my Vice President.

"I'm sure between them, Glitch and Cannibal can get something done. I'll send her over later?" He looks at me for confirmation.

"Afternoon. We all need some sleep." Cowboy nods and replaces his hat.

"Come on, Sugar." Kai picks her up again, and she tries to protest.

"Baby, you don't have any shoes on. Do you really wanna walk down Royal like that?" I see the shiver run down her body and envy Kai, who's clearly enjoying the feel of her body against his.

He rolls his eyes at me.

"You drive," Right.

That's what I thought. He's going to feel her body bounce on his lap the whole way home.

Fucker.

I start the engine and grip the steering wheel, watching my knuckles turn white as I slowly count to ten in my head. I don't want to lash out at Kai for my body's natural reaction to their bonding.

I'm next level turned on by it, and sometimes I express that with anger, which he loves to tease until I snap at him. Kai loves pain, and a good fistfight will get him off as much as a blow job.

"Problem, Cher?" He closes the passenger side door carefully so as not to hurt Leah, but I catch his flirty tone just fine.

"Nothing I won't handle later." I grin at him as I start moving the truck out of our parking lot and onto a crowded side street.

"Fucking move," I growl at the drunken kids stumbling down the middle of the street.

The problem with living in the middle of the French Quarter is that every day, Mardi Gras is used by the out-of-town visitors. They don't seem to understand it's just a normal Tuesday morning in October right now, and the locals have places to be.

"Lord have mercy, it's only ten in the morning." Kai leans over and honks the horn at them.

"WE'RE WALKING HERE!" One of the group yells and slaps the hood of the truck before dissolving into laughter.

"Fuck," I slam the brake when the idiot falls so I avoid hitting him.

"Jail might be worth it. He does realize this isn't New York, right?" Kai mumbles as we watch the dude's friends lift him and drag him to the sidewalk while waving apologies at us.

"No love. I don't think they know they're on Earth right now." I shake my head and drive us the rest of the way home without incident.

Once I park the truck, I run around the front to take Leah from Kai.

"I'm at my limit," I grumble at his coy smile.

"My room."

It's a demand, not a request, and Kai knows not to argue with me.

"Yes, Sir."