Chapter 2

"Ihate the fucking cold," I grumbled as Grey and I stomped up to the cabin door and shook the snow off our boots. I'd grown up in Arizona and lived my whole life in the heat. There was a chill in my fucking bones, but it was nothing compared to the fury burning inside me. Since when was I a fucking babysitter? We had prospects for this shit.

But Mac, the president of the Silver Saints MC, had given me the order. And I couldn't exactly blame Knight for wanting to send a brother to retrieve his old lady"s sister. But that didn't mean I had to be happy about it. I'd traipsed my ass all the way up to Aspen because the stubborn little brat refused to come to us for protection.

When we were standing at the door to the big, fancy ski cabin (which was probably paid for by dirty money), I raised my fist and pounded it against the wood.

Grey sighed and reached across my front to press the doorbell. "Gonna scare her off if you don't stop acting like a hungry grizzly."

Before I could spit out my scathing response, the door opened, and my entire world tilted on its axis.

"Damn," Grey breathed. "Oomph! Shit!"

My hand involuntarily shot out and shoved him off the porch into a large snowdrift. I didn't bother to look his way or check to make sure he wasn't hurt. All of my attention was on the goddess standing before me. Warmth flowed through my veins like I'd just stepped into the hot sun.

She was tiny—no more than five feet tall. At six foot four, I towered over her, and it made me want to scoop her up into my arms and carry her around. Feelings of possession welled up inside me, along with my protective instincts.

The woman in front of me had to be Karina. She resembled her sister, Kiara, but this girl was even more stunning. She looked up at me with big deep-blue eyes, and her high cheekbones had a dusting of pink. Her rosebud mouth inspired fantasies of those lips wrapped around my cock.

Her long golden-blond hair was piled on top of her head, showing off her slender neck and plump cleavage because she was wearing a sweater that fell casually off one shoulder. That drew my eyes to a spectacular pair of tits that should have seemed too big for her frame but somehow looked natural with the rest of her alluring curves. Her body was thick and sexy as hell. Perfect for fucking hard and having babies.

What the fuck?I had no idea where that thought had come from, but once it was there, my cock—which had jumped to attention the second I saw her—turned rock hard and pressed against my jeans like it was trying to break free to reach my girl's pussy. I was fully on board with that but knew it wasn't the time to act on those instincts.

"Hi," she said softly, her lips curving into a flirty smile.

"Hey," I responded, my tone gruffer than I'd intended. I struggled to control the lust threatening to consume me.

Her expression faltered, and I felt guilty for being such an asshole. However, what happened next wasn't going to improve her opinion of me, which only increased my irritation.

"You Karina?"

She cocked her head to the side and studied me with an expression that had turned wary. "Yes."

"Cash." I tilted my head toward Grey. "Grey."

Her brow furrowed a little, and my fingers itched to smooth it out, which shocked me because it seemed like something a mushy sap would do.

I shook the impulse off and said, "We're Silver Saints."

Karina's whole body stiffened, and anger took over her features. The fire in her eyes was hot as hell, and for the first time, I was grateful for the cold because it kept my erection from getting out of control and scaring the shit out of her.

"I'm not going with you," she snapped.

I forced back a grin at her display of fire. "It's cold as fuck out here, sunshine. How about we talk inside?"

"We can talk here," she insisted, raising her chin to a stubborn angle.

She wasn't able to hide her shivers, though, so I grabbed her around the waist, ignoring her gasp, and lifted her out of our way so we could walk into the cabin.

She huffed and slammed the door, clearly annoyed. Then she marched past me into a large, open space with three comfy-looking couches, blankets and pillows strewed about. A big stone fireplace glowed from the ashes of a recent flame.

Karina flopped onto one of the couches and crossed her arms under her tits, emphasizing the generous globes. I had to fight not to let her perfect breasts captivate my attention. "Fine."

I ambled to where she'd taken a seat and lowered myself down less than a foot away from her. "How long will it take you to pack up?" I asked.

Her eyes narrowed, and she shook her head. "I'm not going anywhere until I get some questions answered."

I admired her straightforward attitude and wanted to tell her anything she asked. But Mac had been clear that I should get in and get out as quickly as possible. And I wasn't sure just how much the prez would share with her. "I promise, you'll get your questions answered when we get home." Some of them.

"Why not now?"

"Because we need to grab your shit and get you to safety as fast as possible." I expected her to jump up and run to get her stuff, but she didn't move a muscle.

"Do you know my sister?"

"Yes." That wasn't revealing much.

"Why are you guys protecting her?"

"That conversation can wait," I sighed. I would leave that up to Knight and Kiara. Karina deserved to learn about her sister directly from the source. "Go get your shit together so we can get out of here."

"I want answers now," she argued, unfolding her arms and jumping to her feet. "And I'm not going anywhere until I get some!"

I stood, straightening to my full height so I towered over her. My voice was hard and unyielding when I responded. "That wasn't a request, Karina."

We stared each other down for several minutes until she finally threw her hands in the air and exclaimed in frustration. Then she spun on her heel and stomped across the living space and into a bedroom, then slammed the door shut behind her. I grunted in annoyance when I heard the click of the lock.

I'd be able to pick it in seconds, throw her over my shoulder, and get the hell out of Dodge. But I sensed that I needed to tread carefully so I didn't scare her away or drive a wedge between us before I even had the chance to draw her in.

"Damn." I swiveled my head to see Grey lounging on one of the other sofas, staring at the door my girl had just disappeared through. "She's got some fire."

"Mine," I snapped.

Grey raised an eyebrow, but he didn't look surprised. "I figured."

Just then, the knob on the front door jiggled, and Grey and I were over there, guns drawn, in seconds. When it swung open, there was a girl with skis and a bright smile that died the moment she spotted the weapons in our hands.

"Who are you?" she screeched, dropping her equipment and rushing inside. "Where's Karina? What have you done? I'm calling the police!"

Before I could form a thought and answer her, Grey stalked over and wrapped his hands around her waist before practically tossing the girl over his shoulder. "I'll take care of this," he growled as he turned to leave the cabin.

The girl was kicking out and yelling at him to put her down, but he ignored her and slammed the front door behind him.

I was tempted to do the same with Karina, and I even marched over to the bedroom she'd locked herself in. But when I heard her crying, something squeezed my heart, and I decided to give her the night to come around. If she still refused to leave the following morning, I'd go the kidnapping route.

Rather than finding another bedroom to crash in, I stretched out onto one of the long, overstuffed couches. I wanted Karina's room in my sight. Partly so I could protect her but also because I wanted to make sure she didn't sneak out. Although, even if she did, I would track her ass down. She belonged to me.