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the MC.”
    No, nothing except a shitload of bullet holes from your shotgun in four men and an SUV.
    Flint didn’t dare say what he was thinking out loud. He realized Kendra hadn’t completely thought things through carefully. And for the time being, maybe it was better that way. She was depending on him and the MC to destroy the evidence and as far as he knew, they had. Or at least the biggest and most damaging pieces, the bodies of the Liberators and their SUV.
    He knew they had probably left plenty of evidence behind at the scene. Bullet holes in trees, tire tracks, boot prints, and no telling what else. First thing tomorrow he needed to go back up there and carefully go over the area inch by inch. He should probably take a couple of the crew with him, though they might accidentally leave more evidence than they cleaned up. It would have to be only Jesse and him. At least his experience as a lawyer had taught him what he needed to look for and how to clean up a crime scene.
    Kendra was right about one thing. There weren’t any Liberator witnesses left alive to personally connect her to anything.
    “Still thinking about leaving me?” She reached for his belt buckle and started to undo the clasp. “Stop worrying. At least for tonight.”
    “Kendra, what are you doing?” he muttered. He placed a hand over hers to stop her from going any further. “We’re not finished talking about this. This isn’t resolved.”
    “As far as I’m concerned, it is,” she answered. “After everything that happened today, I need your arms around me tonight. Please, don’t go.”
    She unsnapped the top button of his jeans and slid her hand inside. The instant her hand touched his cock, it hardened and lengthened in her grasp. She encircled it with her hand and stroked down then up again.
    Flint groaned against her hair. “Oh Jesus! You’re making this impossible. Please, I’m asking you to push me away. Tell me to get the fuck out of here and I’ll go. I should turn around and walk out that door right now. Instead, all I can think about is how much I want to bury myself deep inside you and never turn you loose.”
    “I won’t tell you to go,” she replied. “Stay with me tonight. Then if you decide to leave later, at least you’ll know what you’ll be missing.”
    With a defeated groan, Flint crushed his lips against hers in a desperate kiss. He closed his eyes tight and drank in her sweetness until his head reeled. Knowing she had foolishly risked her life for him made him crazy inside. And yet here she was now, her lips soft and eager against his. However, it didn’t make his heart ache any less.
    All of the emotions and feelings he had tried so hard to keep in check came flooding out. He knew he should be telling her now about Leah’s murder and the plan to go to war with the Liberators. But the words refused to come.
    It would have to wait.
    Please God , he silently prayed to a deity he wasn’t even sure he believed in. Please don’t make me regret being so weak .
    Kendra had no idea how much he needed her . He must’ve been insane to think he could turn around and walk away. How could he forget about her and let that be the end forever?
    He picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist. “Bedroom?” he growled.
    Kendra tilted her head. “In there,” she said.
    Flint carried her into the darkened room and laid her on the edge of the bed.
    “Is there a lamp in here?” he asked. “I want to be able to see every inch of your gorgeous body. No sex in the dark for me. Ever. Not with you. I don’t want to miss a thing.”
    She rolled over and clicked on the lamp beside the bed.
    “Much better,” he murmured. He grabbed the hem of her t-shirt and pulled it over her head. “Your breasts take my breath away every time,” he said. “I love how luscious and heavy they are.”
    “You don’t think they’re too big?” Kendra asked, always having been self-conscious about her oversized breasts.
    “God