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ability to read people anymore, especially not a smoking-hot woman sprawled over me. My cock seemed to be the only part of me with a real reaction. It throbbed beneath my denim. I wanted to shift but didn't want to break whatever the hell this was.
    My eyes widened when her gaze once more flicked to my mouth. I mirrored her action and looked at hers, and groaned when I watched her pull her bottom lip between her teeth. "Lena—" I began, but was cut off by the ringing of my phone.
    She jerked back, her hand shifting off my leg and landing on my throbbing cock in the process. I half groaned, half moaned at the contact.
    "Shit!" she squeaked, moving her hand quickly before scrambling awkwardly to her seat. Her gaze immediately went to her window, and she stared out intently.
    Her gaze off me, I shifted in my seat, pulling my phone out of my pocket. I allowed my hand to rub my aching dick for a nanosecond, and then eased the car forward to the next window to pay for and collect our drinks.
    I looked at the screen before answering the phone. "Diesel," I greeted, noticing Lena stiffen in my periphery. I schooled my voice, pushing back the effect of my pounding heart and throbbing cock. Hell, speaking to Diesel was enough to quell the latter.
    "You getting coffee?" he asked.
    I wasn't even surprised he knew where we were. "Yeah. What's up?"
    "I have a big fucking ask, brother." His voice was serious, heavy, and I could imagine him rubbing his hand over his face in frustration.
    "Name it."
    "I need Lena to stay with you for a couple of days." I stiffened, my eyes widening and jaw snapping shut at the request, but he was already continuing. "Shit, man. I have to get out of town, plus there's a fuckload of shit going on around here."
    "I'm not sure that's wise," I answered, not wanting to alert Lena to the fact we were talking about her.
    I heard faint mumbling in the background and a door slamming shut. "I know. Fuck. It's Riots." I froze. "She's not safe at the compound or our house. She needs to be with you." He sighed heavily. "Listen, I know she's never been to your place before, and that's likely to be a huge-arse problem, but she knows and trusts you. Just talk her through it. I wouldn't put her through this if there were any other way."
    Damn, I knew without a doubt he spoke the truth. He also knew that anything involving Riots, I wanted to know. "Can you tell me what's happening?" I risked a glance in Lena's direction. She'd since overcome any embarrassment she may have had and was staring at me openly.
    My eyes remained trained on hers as Diesel spoke. "They've pulled some shit out of town and are making all kinds of threats. Usually, I'd ignore their bullshit, especially since it's not in our patch, but Drifters have reached out to us for help. That's something we can't refuse. There's nothing immediate you need to know or worry about, and I'm not saying that to shut you up. Anything I find out, I'll tell you about when we get back, right, brother?"
    I turned my gaze away from Lena's intense scrutiny. "Sure thing." The Drifters, an MC two towns over, were tight with the Deadwoods. I knew, just like Diesel did, they wouldn't reach out if they didn't have to. While I was eager for more information, I let it rest, knowing Diesel would make good on his word.
    He released a sigh of relief. "Thanks, Mace, seriously. Stop by the house to pick up some of her things first. Also, grab her medication in case she needs it."
    "I didn't think—"
    "She hasn't been taking any medication for the past six weeks. She's been coping so fucking well, but if this pushes her over, she'll need it to help calm her, okay?"
    I nodded into the phone and answered, "Okay." Shit, I couldn't screw this up with Lena. Every time an attack hit her, it took everything I had in me to keep my shit together. I hated it. Hated feeling out of control. Hated watching her in pain. And fucking hated not being able to take her in my arms to make it all go away for her.