Monroe, Marla - The Edge of Night [The Protectors 3](Siren Publishing Classic) (17 page)

“Hey, how about I run through Mickey D’s and get us something to eat?” Tyler said.

“Sounds good to me. Get her a couple of cheeseburgers and a milkshake,” Morgan said.

“Be back in a few.” Tyler unlocked the door, then closed it behind him.

Morgan walked over to the door and closed all the locks. He wasn’t leaving anything to chance. He took Tyler’s place on the bed, flipping channels. Nothing seemed interesting enough to leave it on. Finally, he turned it off and prowled the room. If he disturbed Amanda, she didn’t show it.

Nearly thirty minutes later, there was a knock at the door. Morgan unlocked the door, but left the bar on so he could crack the door and make sure it was Tyler. The other man stood outside with bags and a milkshake in his hands. He nodded and closed the door, releasing the bar, and let Tyler in.

“Sorry it took so long, but there was a line. The milkshake is going to melt if she doesn’t drink it fast. I had it propped up in the saddlebag with the bag full of hamburgers.”

“I’ll wake her up then.” Morgan walked over to the bed and eased his hip on it next to Amanda.

“Amanda? Time to wake up, baby.” He shook her slightly.

She moaned and turned her head away from him. He grinned. She wasn’t going back to sleep. He leaned over and stuck his tongue in her ear. She shrieked and jumped up, knocking into his chin in the process.

“Ouch!” she yelped.

“Sorry, but it got you up.” Morgan laughed.

“Bastard,” she groused, rubbing her cheek.

“Got you a milkshake and some cheeseburgers,” Tyler told her.

“Wonderful. I’m hungry. Wish I’d had my shower first, though.”

“Hey, I tried to get you up. You wanted to sleep a while. I just followed your directions,” Morgan said.

They ate quietly with Morgan fussing when Amanda only ate one of the cheeseburgers. She drank all the milkshake, though, so he figured she was full. He watched her throw her stuff in the trash and take her bag into the bathroom for a shower.

“Heard from the twins?” Tyler asked.

“Nope. I probably need to call them. Now’s a good time, while she’s in the bathroom.” Morgan pulled out his cell and dialed Jethro’s number.

“Morgan, what’s up?” Jethro answered on the fourth ring.

“Checking in with you to see when you’ll be at the border.” Morgan walked over to the window and peeked out around the curtain.

“Should be there around five.”

“We’ll be there around the same time if nothing comes up. I’ll call if we get delayed more than an hour,” Morgan told him.

“Any news from Dodge?”

“Nothing good. He hasn’t come up with anything to help us yet, but he’s still looking.”

“He’ll find something. Dodge can find anything, and this guy sounds too sleazy to not have some skeletons in his bed with him,” Jethro said.

“That’s my thought, too.”

They discussed plans for once they met up. Then Morgan told him bye and disconnected. He snapped his phone back on the holder.

“They on schedule?” Tyler asked.

“Yeah, they’ll be there before we are, so they’re going to get rooms for us as well,” Morgan told him.

“It’s going to be interesting to meet them.”

“Why do you say that?” Morgan asked.

“I’ve heard all sorts of crazy things about them.”

“At least half of them are probably true.”

“Damn.” Tyler shook his head.

The shower turned off. Morgan could imagine Amanda stepping out of the shower with water dripping from her gorgeous body to the floor. She’d grab the towel off the bar and begin rubbing it all over her body to dry off. How he’d love to lick her dry.

“Man, you’re staring at that bathroom door like you want to be on the other side. Why don’t you just go on in? She’d be happy for you to, I’m sure.” Tyler grinned at him.

“She needs some time to herself. We’re with her twenty-four- seven,” Morgan said.

“I guess you’re right. We can’t leave her alone anywhere.” Tyler ran a hand over the top of his head. “She’s bound to be sick of it by now, too.”

“I get the feeling she’s too scared to be tired of us always being around yet.”

The bathroom door opened, and Amanda stepped out, along with the steam from her shower. She had on jeans and a new blouse. Her wet hair lay against her head. She looked beautiful to him.

“I need to dry my hair, but I had to let the steam out first,” she explained as if they would complain.

“Need some help?” Tyler asked her.

She frowned at him and shook her head. “I can handle the blow-dryer by myself, thank you.”

As if to prove it, she flicked the switch and began drying her hair when it came to life. Morgan watched her, amused at first, then aroused as handling the hair dryer pulled her blouse tight across her breasts. Her nipples poked through the constricting material. His cock grew hard despite having been well satisfied only an hour earlier. She did that to him.

He watched as she used the brush to lift her hair up so the hot air from the hair dryer could get to it. Over and over she lifted her arms above her head until he was almost panting with need for her again. This wasn’t right. He couldn’t want her again already. He stood up and nodded toward Amanda.

“I’m going for a ride. Don’t let anyone in while I’m gone. Not even one of our guys.” Morgan grabbed his helmet and shoved a key card into his back pocket.

“Where are you going?” Tyler asked with an odd look in his eyes.

“Just riding. I’m not used to being cooped up like this for so long. Besides, I want to see if there’s anyone out looking around for her.”

Morgan unlocked the door and slipped through it, closing the door firmly behind him. He didn’t even wait to hear Tyler replace all the locks. He climbed on the bike and started it. Then he pulled out of the parking lot and cruised the area, looking for any sign they had someone watching them.

He wasn’t sure how long he rode around without a clear destination in his mind, but he found himself right back at the hotel a little over two hours later with nothing to show for it. He hadn’t noticed anyone following him or watching the hotel. There had been so many bikers out and about, though, there could still be someone out there. He hadn’t seen any indication of the two goons looking for Amanda. If nothing else, maybe they had lost those two for good.

He pulled up outside the room and climbed off the bike. He rubbed at his eyes and locked up the bike before knocking on the door to let Tyler know he was there.

“Hard to believe you’d be out riding around when you got a hot woman here waiting on you,” a voice said to his left. He slowly turned toward it.

“Needed some air. Only so much fucking you can do in one night. Besides, Tyler wanted some alone time with her,” Morgan said, still unsure who he was talking to.

The man stepped further into the light. It was one of The Skulls. Morgan was careful to step so that he had his back to the door and could see ahead of him. The other man chuckled.

“She looks to be a hot one. All that red hair proves she’s got a temper, though.”

“You’re thinking about someone else then. She’s got brown hair, but you’re right, she’s a hot one.”

“Right, if you get tired of her, send her my way. I have a thing for feisty women.” He turned away and walked back around the building.

Morgan knocked twice on the door. A few seconds later, Tyler opened the door to the bar, then closed it and removed it so Morgan could step inside. He noticed that Tyler had his shirt off and realized the air wasn’t on.

“What’s going on?”

“Air went out. Called the desk clerk, but they don’t have another room open, and their maintenance person won’t be here until tomorrow,” Tyler told him.

Morgan looked over to where Amanda sat cross-legged on the bed with one of his T-shirts on, but no jeans. She smiled wanly at him, then turned back to watch TV.

“I ran into a Skull outside the door. He was looking for her,” Morgan said.

“He knows she’s with us?”

“No, he was fishing to see if she might be who he’s looking for, though. Tried to trick me with a reference to her having red hair. I don’t like it.”

“What time are we supposed to leave in the morning?” Tyler asked.

“Not till around eleven. I say we leave earlier.” Morgan glanced over toward Amanda again.

“We’re not going to get a lot of sleep in this heat anyway,” Tyler said.

“Well, better get to bed now and sleep as much as we can.”

Morgan walked over to the other bed where Amanda sat and pulled on her hair.

“Ready for bed?” he asked.

“It’s too hot to sleep with covers on,” she said.

Her eyes said she wasn’t sure how she could sleep without them. He knew she didn’t feel comfortable being naked around Tyler despite finding it a turn-on for him to watch them have sex. He smiled and shucked his shirt before sitting on the edge of the bed to remove his boots and socks. Then he peeled off his jeans and climbed up on the bed in nothing but his boxers. He looked over where Amanda still sat at the foot of the bed and crooked his finger for her to come up to where he was.

She smiled and crawled up the bed until she was sitting next to him. He pulled her down and kissed her, then wrapped his arm around her and told her to go to sleep. He prayed they didn’t have any trouble getting to the state line tomorrow. He didn’t have a good feeling about the day ahead of them.

Chapter Fourteen

A loud banging on the door woke Morgan from a restless sleep. He rolled out of bed to see Tyler doing the same thing. A glance at his watch made him wince. It was only seven in the morning.

“Who is it?” Tyler asked.

Morgan looked through the peephole. It was Rock and Ace.

“Get in bed with Amanda and look like you were sleeping with her. I’m going to let them in,” Morgan told him.

Amanda turned wide eyes on him. “Morgan?”

“It’s going to be okay, Amanda. Remember to look sleepy and keep your eyes closed as much as possible.”

Tyler crawled into bed with Amanda, and Morgan had to swallow to stop the growl that threatened to erupt. This was stupid. He’d never cared before if Tyler slept with their current woman. He watched as the other man wrapped Amanda in his arms and pulled her head against his chest to hide her eyes. At his nod, Morgan answered the door.

“Yeah, hold your fucking horses,” he yelled through the door as he made a lot of noise unlocking it.

He held the door open and squinted his eyes at the other guys. Ace frowned at him. Rock pushed past him to walk through the door. Ace followed.

“Close the door, Morgan,” Rock said.

“What’s up, Rock? It’s a little freaking early to pay a social visit.”

“Seems The Skulls think you’re hiding someone and are planning on relieving you of her. Think it would be a good idea if you leave now, not later, like you’d planned. We’ll keep them here for as long as we can, but you’re going to have to get out quick. I don’t trust they don’t have someone watching you.” Rock glanced over at Amanda and Tyler and grinned. “At least you had a few hours of downtime.”