Chapter Forty-One
The very next afternoon, when the bright midday sun was casting a warm, brilliant glow over the high concrete walls of the compound, Stone managed to completely and utterly surprise my anxious heart all over again.
Immediately after we finished eating a quiet breakfast together at the head of the long wooden table in the dining hall, he stood up from his chair, reached his large hand out, and wrapped his long fingers securely around mine. Instead of guiding my steps toward the back garage where his loud, roaring Harley motorcycle was currently idling, he led my frame straight toward the front driveway where the club’s large, clean black SUV was parked.
“You and I are going completely out of this compound to do some real shopping today, Tessa,” he announced to me firmly
