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whispers.
    I reach down and grab her hand, bringing it to my lips, before locking our fingers together and pressing them against my chest.
    “You’ve been quiet since you came back from the dress fitting. Talk to me.”
    “I just have a lot to think about. I’m okay, Dragon,” she says. I hate this feeling in my gut that tells me my woman is not being completely truthful with me, so I try to tap it down. I don’t really succeed.
    “Someone has been stalking around the club.”
    I feel her stiffen up against me and the muscles in her hands contract.
    “Stalking?”
    “Hanging around outside the gates, filming. Visiting the club businesses. That kind of thing.”
    “Any idea who?” She asks and there’s a tremor in her voice. Is it concern for the club or fear of something else? Fuck.
    “Not really, no. We have a few leads.”
    “I see,” she says and you can definitely hear the tremor in her voice.
    “Anything you want to tell me, Mama?”
    “Should there be?” She asks, curling into my side and burying her face into my shoulder. I can feel the moisture against my skin.
    Something is bothering her and tearing her up. I need to fix it. I can’t if she doesn’t let me in. My hand curls into her hair holding her close. What did this? What brought us to the point where she’s not trusting me? Was it something I did? Didn’t do?
    “You need to talk to me, Nicole. I know you have something going on. Talk to me about it so I can help.”
    “I think Dani’s going to leave,” she whispers.
    A big part of me is pissed the fuck off that the woman is causing problems for my girl. I can’t lie, there’s even another part of me that is happy to see her leave. Still, if her leaving is what is wrong with Nicole, I need to try and stop that. I want my woman happy.
    “Why?”
    “She…she feels it’d be better for her to start over somewhere else. She…she feels guilty over…,” she pauses as if trying to pick her words out carefully. “…She feels guilty over the choices she made.”
    I kiss the top of Nicole’s head.
    “Would it help if I talked to her?”
    “No. I think it’s probably for the best.”
    “She’ll be here for the wedding baby, and you can still keep in touch with her,” I say trying to make her feel better, and figuring I’m failing when her tears fall harder against my neck.
    “No. She’ll be leaving before the wedding.”
    “Who’s leaving?”
    I look up to give Crusher a pissed off glare, but he ignores it—like usual. Instead he sits down across from me and Nic.
    “Have a seat,” I grumble with sarcasm, which is completely lost on Crusher.
    He flips me off and takes a swig of his beer. “So, who’s leaving?”
    “Dani,” I tell him, holding Nic closer.
    He looks at me and I can tell the news upsets him. He is not a happy motherfucker. I don’t like it, for numerous reasons. Maybe it is good that Dani is leaving.
    “Gonna take my woman to bed,” I grumble, and stand up with Nicole still in my arms, my arm under her legs and my other arm around her upper body. She used to complain when I carted her around. She’s given that up, thank fuck. I guess she realized it won’t do her a bit of good, I love having her in my arms.
    “Good enough. See ya’ tomorrow, Boss-man.”
    I grunt my reply. I lay Nicole on our bed and go back and lock the door, returning to hold her close. I listen to her crying in the dark, letting her get it out of her system.
    “Mama, is there something more going on with Dani?”
    There’s no immediate reply so I let the silence stretch out farther.
    “Mama…”
    “Dragon, she’s leaving. Can’t we just let it go at that? If she was staying, then maybe it would matter.”
    “I can help her…”
    “I’m just going to miss her. She’ll be safe.”
    Safe. That word punches me in the gut. I should question her farther, I should demand more information. I do neither of those. Maybe I’m just fucking tired of all the shit that’s been