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short-lived, but a desperately needed feeling. Kyle kissed my neck. “I’ve got a hell of a lot of making up to do with you, Celeste.”

Nothing kills the mood like bringing up the fact that your ex put a hit out on you. I would have given anything to stay in that afterglow forever, but the two of us had problems bearing down hard.  

    As we leaned on the hood of Kyle’s car and enjoyed the sunrise, I said, “Okay, so everything you know about Conrad…do you think can he follow through?” I couldn't bring myself to say the word kill . It was hard enough to believe, let alone say out loud. The escape had been picture-perfect right up until the phone call.

    “Well, like I said, everything I know about him is hearsay. Your man is one hell of a snake, nothing sticks to Conrad Blythe.”

    I knew he was poking me, but I still didn't appreciate it. “He's not my man.”

    “Oh, then who is?”

    I could throw words around just as well as Kyle. “The man with a plan to keep me alive. Are you that man, Kyle?”

    He gave me his familiar smile. Things between us were always so easy, it was hard to think that are subject matter was so heavy. Kyle and I were always the couple that other couples despised. We finished each other sentences and ordered dinner for each other. Sometimes, I even grossed myself out.

    He scanned the horizon. “I don't have a plan so much as I have resources.”

    He hadn't lost that manly way of twisting words. I couldn’t help but grin. “So tell me about these resources then.”

    “The Rising Sons Motorcycle Club.”

    Kyle spoke the words as if they had a reverent power. I stared like he was speaking Greek, but it wasn't enough for him to go on. “Sorry, babe. Doesn't mean shit to me.”

    “The club that I rode with fizzled out after I walked away with everything. That was about nine months ago. I kept in touch with a few of the guys, but most of them went their separate ways. Maybe a month after that, this new guy rolled into town. He's the son of the President of the Rising Sons out of Bakersfield. Hence why we're going to Bakersfield.

    “Anyway, he sets up shop, and he does it right. We got money coming in almost right away. The original chapter called us down for some turf wars, kidnapping, and I don't know what else, but after that we were all pretty solid. It's a good club. I make a living, and in the Rising Sons, brother really means brother.”

    “That sounds really sweet, but what does that mean for us?” We had a bounty on our heads, and Conrad was capable of just about anything.

    “The first thing it means,” Kyle eased himself to his feet from the hood, “is that we aren’t heading south anymore.”

    The calm shattered in that moment. If we weren’t going south, we were going north. North back to Davis. “Please tell me we’re not. Please tell me we’re not heading back.”

    “I don’t want you to panic, Celeste, but we need to lay things out straight.” My knees weakened as Kyle spoke. I sank down on the hood of the muscle car, oblivious to the fact that we had just made love on it. He went on, “Water is wet, fire is hot, Conrad will come for us. Those are facts. Hard, icy, facts.”

    I shook my head. “Then why the hell are we going back to Davis? Let’s just get to Bakersfield and go from there. It’ll give us a bit of time to decide what were going to do.” I tried to hang on to the good feelings that we had just rekindled. As I tapped on the hood, I said, “After the events of this morning, I think things have changed a little bit, don’t you think?”

    Kyle gave me a sad smile. Nothing good ever came from a sad smile. “Things between us of changed…for the better. Things between you and Conrad, though, there’s nothing better about it.”

    I urged, “Then let’s get to Bakersfield. I don’t see why we would head back into the jaws of the beast.” When I contemplated leaving Davis, I really contemplated leaving. In my head, once I