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headache from hell, my body aching as if I’d just run a marathon in five inch heels, and trying to hide it from everyone only makes it feel worse. I feel like crying. I’m sitting here looking like the walking dead and not one person around me could give a shit. Deep down this hurts but in reality I know these bikers have seen worse, plus it doesn’t help that they think I’m the enemy.
    My body is itching to run for the door, not worry ing about a car, just my feet hitting the pavement and running as fast as I can. But I don’t run. Sparky has my bag with all my cash inside it and the guarding prospect will never open the gate for me. I have to remember I’m not a prisoner here. They don’t like me but it’s Alannah wanting me to stay and rest but it’s not like being at home.
    Fina lly I see Alannah coming my way. A pang of something evil hits my stomach because I’m grateful she is coming back and I hate that I feel like that. I shouldn’t have to feel grateful because someone wants to be my friend.
    “You okay? ” she asks.
    I’m anything but okay, but I smile and nod my head.
    “I checked with Cas and as the other rooms are taken, you will be staying in Sparky’s. Don’t worry though, he can sleep on his couch,” she assures me.
    If truth be told, I wouldn’t mind sleeping in his soft, comfortable bed again. Cas has agreed I can stay until I feel stronger, although he made it clear I won’t be left on my own. I really think he only agreed to stop Alannah from coming with me. I didn’t want to cause any trouble between them but I can always rely on her to be my friend and that’s what I need at the moment.
    “Co me on, I’ll walk you back to his room, you should still be resting.”
    “I know me being here is a bad move, but thank you ,” I say, softly meaning every word.
    “No worries hun.”
    We walk the rest of the way in silence and I’m careful not to make eye contact with anyone for fear of flinching and breaking down in front of them. I won’t give anyone the satisfaction of seeing me weak and pathetic no more.
    Once we’re up the stairs the tension from the bar slightly evaporates. Alannah knocks on Sparky’s door and turns to me. She gently pulls me in her arms and whispers: “Don’t worry yourself about that lot down there Bon, just get better and we’ll go from there.”
    I pulled back and placed a kiss on her soft cheek.
    “Thank you .”
    Just before I was about to burst with love for my friend, Sparky opened his door.
    “I promise you’re safe here. Get some rest and I’ll come see you soon.”   
    “Okay .”
    After t hrowing Sparky a warning glance she heads back to the stairs, leaving me on my own with a half-naked Sparky.
    I coul d not believe what I was seeing. His chest, his arms, his shoulders were all covered in the most amazing ink I have ever seen. I had already seen his neck and half his head covered in tattoos but I didn’t know they extended down to his mighty fine body. He didn’t give me any time to stare and see what the images were.
    “You gonna stand out there all day?” he snapped.
    I flinched so hard it tipped me across his threshold and had me closing the door behind me.
    It becomes clear he must have been changing before I came back as he sets about his drawers pulling out clean clothes and throws them on the bed.
    Spying my bag on his couch , I cross the room and sit beside it. My movement catches him off guard and he spins round to see what I’m doing. When he sees me sitting quietly on the couch he still doesn’t move. He just stood there, staring.
    After so long, I can’t stand it no more, I drag my eyes away from him and start fiddling with the strap on my bag.
    The room feels as small as a matchbox under his heavy stare, and I’m about to excuse myself to the bathroom when he sits on the end of his bed and finally speaks.
    “I don’t trust you. I f you are here for any other reason than to warn us like you say you are, then I