Campbell's Reaper: Soul Reapers #2 (7 page)

“
What do you mean?
”

“
I don
’
t
know. It
’
s
like Logan can do no wrong and I am about as wrong as they come. Nothing is
ever good enough or done right or exactly how he wants it, but somehow by the
grace of God Logan gets it perfect every time without even trying.
”
A shocked look overtook
Campbell
’
s
face as if she realized she just said all that.
“
Oh.
My. God. I really must be drunk to have said all that out loud.
”

“
You
’
re
drunk?
”

“
Not really.
”

“
Let
’
s
get you inside.
”
Nothing could happen tonight if she was
drunk. I reached for the door handle, but her words stopped me.

“
Not yet,
”
she exclaimed.
“
Your
turn.
”

I knew what was coming.
“
What
do you want to know?
”

Without hesitation, Campbell asked,
“
Why
do you wake up screaming almost every night when you crash on the couch?
”

Both of my hands ran through my hair as
I growled in frustration.
“
Please,
”
she begged.

“
My mom and sister were
killed when I was little,
”
I explained.

“
Oh Tank,
”
she said sadly.
“
I
am so sorry.
”
I
slammed my hands on the steering wheel.

“
Yeah well, don
’
t
be,
”
I laughed humorlessly.
“
I
was fucking there . . . and couldn
’
t
stop it.
”
The sharp intake of breath
told me that Campbell either pitied me or was going to try and say she
understood in some fucked up kind of way.
“
Let
’
s
just go inside.
”
I did not even wait to see if she agreed as
I stormed up to her door.

“
Tank . . . I  . . .  uh.
”
Her stammering pissed me
off.

“
Listen, I am leaving for a
run tomorrow for a couple of days so why don
’
t I
just stop by when I get back home.
”
I looked everywhere but at
her.

“
Promise?
”
The question caught me off
guard. Only one other person had ever asked me to promise anything and I let
him down that horrible night when I was thirteen. My eyes swung to hers and
what I found made my heart skip a beat. Acceptance, warmth and maybe love shone
back at me. No pity, no attempt to understand the unthinkable, no pretending.
It was exactly what I did not know I needed.

“
Promise.
”
And I did.

Colton, Knox, and I were back by
Thursday afternoon on a run that should have lasted until Friday night. I raced
back and into the arms of the only woman I ever wanted to hold; only to find
out how fast she could be ripped from them.

CHAPTER
FIVE

Present

Tank

The fucking ring back tone.
I
swore to God the person who invented it should be shot and I had the perfect
glock.
“
Answer
the fucking phone,
”
I gritted at my phone as I paced back and
forth in our makeshift camp. Why the hell was Campbell not answering her phone?
I tipped back the cup I had in my hand not even tasting the beer that slid down
my throat. Where the hell was she?

All I could think about during the run
to the Hellhounds was Campbell. I could not get her off my mind and I was tired
of pretending that I was unaffected. With the decision made to take it a step
further the minute my bike rested in her driveway, I sped home right behind
Colton who acted as if the actual hounds of hell were chasing him back to
Logan.

The night before replayed in my mind as
I adjusted my hardening cock. Campbell laid out under me; half-lidded eyes
bright with desire, swollen lips reddened from my demanding kisses, her wanton
moans and shuddering body as she rode out her climax at the touch of my hands
on her body. God I wanted that . . . her; last night, tonight, and every night.
I could not ask for anything more and in just a few more days I could finally
claim what was mine. The devil himself would have to come and stop me. I could
never get enough, but here I was away from her AGAIN with a FUCKING ring back
tone in my ear every time I dialed her number.

Logan was working, which meant that
Campbell usually stayed in unless she and I did something.  What was Emma doing
tonight? I would have to ask Tru. Where was that fucker?

Just as I turned to look for him, I saw
Prez stalking towards Colton and Whistler with a look of pure anger on his face.
Oh shit!
I doubled my pace in their direction trying to hear what was
being said between Colton and his pop.

“
Where is she?
”
Colton demanded.
“
Is
she okay? We have to get her!
”
Who the fuck was Colton talking about?

“
Get who?
”
I asked. I needed to know
what was going on to get Colton so worked up.

“
Fuck!
”
roared Colton.
“
This
can
’
t
be happening.
”

“
What man?
”
I had a feeling this was
only going to get worse.
“
What the fuck is wrong?
”
 
Colton needed to explain
RIGHT NOW. My gut was telling me that Logan and Campbell, my FUCKING Sunshine,
were involved.

“
The Iron Knights took
Baxter
’
s
daughters because he stole money from both the Hellhounds and us,
”
Prez explained, with both
hands on Colton as if he was holding him in place.
“
But
it turns out that one of those girls is Colton
’
s
new chick, Logan Reed.
”

“
Reed?
”
I did not know any girls
with a last name Reed. Campbell and Logan were Joneses.

“
Logan and Campbell Jones,
”
Colton corrected him. Time
stood still as his words seeped through the haze that filled my mind. The devil
came to collect.
Fuck no!
I spun around and took off towards the other
side of camp. Campbell was here. She was fucking here. Adrenaline raced through
my veins as my fight or flight kicked in. I would fight to the death to get
Campbell out of here.

“
No,
”
screamed Colton as he
tackled me to the ground.

“
Tank stop.
”
I heard Colton trying to
reason with me. My heart hammered in my chest begging my body to find and
protect Sunshine.
“
We can
’
t
let the Hellhounds know how important they are to us. They will use it against
us.
”
The fight immediately left
me; my head falling to the ground, as I knew what Colton was saying was true.

“
You cool?
”
he asked.

“
Yeah,
”
I growled through clenched
teeth.

Colton helped to pull me up as he said,
“
Tell
us everything.
”

Prez then told us in what seemed like
excruciating detail about how the girls were in separate tents, in nothing but
their bra and panties, while each MC president got a few minutes with them.
Campbell was the first one he saw. From his description she was still wearing
the same pink bra and panty set that she wore when I left her last night. A
small grin played across my face as I listened to his retelling of how tough
Campbell was being; the anger that was getting her through this horrible ordeal.
She just needed to hold on for a little longer until I got to her.

“
Her eyes were so angry,
”
Prez said.
“
She
never stopped glaring at me, even though she never said a word. I swear the
gold sparks in her brown eyes were firing lasers at me the entire time. I asked
her name but she just ignored me, shrinking into herself when I tried taking a
step closer.
”
I
saw red and started pacing back and forth.

Prez then moved on to talk about Logan.
Crazy Z had seen her first and he could tell that she was worked over a little.
She was downright scared after her encounter which made me think that Campbell
was probably worse off than when Prez saw her since he had her first.
Fuck!

Before I knew it Colton took off
towards the camp, but I was able to stop him like he had stopped me.
“
We
can
’
t!
”
I cried out.
“
The
Hellhounds will know how important they are to us. They will use it against us.
”
Same words. Same meaning.

“
I need to get her out of
this Tank.
”
Colton
pleaded with me as if I could just wish this all away.

“
I know exactly what you
mean brother,
”
I
replied.

After getting to his feet, Colton asked
a really good question.
“
How did you know it was
Logan?
”

“
She looked right at me and
told me to take her sister. She said
‘
Colton
will keep Cam safe.
’
I then asked her who she was and she told me
her name was Logan and that they lived next door to you. I put two and two
together and figured out she was the new neighbor you were putting on the back
of your bike like an old lady, bringing around the club, and frequenting Kilroy
’
s
for.
”

“
That
’
s
her,
”
confirmed Colton.

“
And is the other yours?
”
If my fucking sperm donor
said one fucking word he would never know what hit him.

“
Without a doubt.
”
I was staking my claim.

 
“
Hellhounds
only talk in cash so we have to pick one and buy the other one,
”
Prez explained.

“
Pick one?
”
I
asked. What the fuck did that mean?

“
Yeah, two daughters, two
clubs. We each pick one and do what we want with them as long as we don
’
t
kill
‘
em.
That was the agreement.
”

“
Fuck me,
”
I bellowed.

“
How did you delay the
picking?
”
Whistler asked.

“
I told them this was a
present for Colton being elevated to Vice President and that I would let him
pick.
”

“
Do I get to see them?
”
questioned Colton.

“
No,
”
Prez replied.
“
I
barely got Crazy Z to agree to wait for you. He was very eager for the
brunette.
”

Thank God.
I
was a bastard for thinking it but at least Campbell was off his radar.

“
Who are you picking?
”
I needed to know where
Colton
’
s
head was at and if I needed to start formulating a plan to get Campbell out of
here.  

“
Logan would never forgive
me if I picked her and left Campbell to those fucking perverts, but I can
’
t
let Logan go with them either.
”