All Chapters of Extreme Curves (Dangerous Curves 7): Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Lilly walked up the path to Kevin’s house, determined that this was the night… tonight she was telling the man that she loved the truth about her past, her present – and her future. Hopefully, a future with him.She balanced the bag of takeaway sushi and the bottle of white wine on her hip as she fumbled with the house keys. If Kevin was able to forgive her all her lies, and accept her job and the risks that it brought, then King would arrange to have his tech guy put a world-class security system on Kevin’s house. No more keys: everything would be codes and fingerprint- and retina-scanned, and there would be cameras and alarms. It was always a shock at first, Lilly knew, but she hoped that Kevin would see the need and understand it, even if it took him a while to like it. She entered the house and shut the door, set down the food and wine on the table, and called out, “Babe? You home?”No answer, so she listened hard as she kicked off her snow boots. No sound of the shower, no music

The next morning, Lilly walked into King’s Garage, nervously pulling her long blonde hair over her ear. The voice on the other end had been pretty quiet that morning, but she knew that he was there. She heard him clearing his throat, heard muffled conversations in the background. She strained to make out words, to make out anything, but to no avail. God, she hoped that Kevin was still alive.“Lilly!” Startled beyond measure, she jumped, spun in mid-air, gave a half-scream. Knox stood in the doorway with two steaming cups of coffee in his hands, and watched all of this with bewildered shock.“Hey,” Knox said, dark eyes concerned. “What’s up?”“N – nothing,” she stammered. “You just took me by surprise.”“I did?”“Yeah. Sorry.” She forced a smile on her face. “I was distracted. Didn’t hear you behind me.”“Ohhh-kaaay,” he said a bit dubiously, extending a cup. “Coffee?”“Oh, yeah.” She took it, hoping that he didn’t notice her shaking hands. “Thanks.”“You got it. King wants us in the

Like forgiveness.She knew that she was telling herself all of this so she could do what she was about to do. If she truly believed that Kevin was the biggest innocent here, then she could reconcile her betrayal and her stupidity and her failure.Lilly needed to believe it. So she did.“I’m sorry,” Lilly said, getting to her feet. “I just – I need a minute. Is that OK, King?”“Yeah, of course.” He looked concerned. “You alright, hon?”“Yes… I just…” She swallowed. “I promised my Dad that I’d call him at eight this morning to get an update. I’ll just do that, and be right back.”“OK.”She strode out of the room, her head held high. No way she was doing this while feeling weak or beaten or defeated. If she was going to turn her back on her colleagues, walk away from every belief she held dear, betray her principles, and send her soul straight to hell, she’d damn well stand by it all.No snivelling. No excuses. No pretending that what she was doing wasn’t fucking heinous.If Lilly was go

Sarah, Mirrie, Naomi, Gabi, and Maria were well aware that King’s Men, Dallas Foreman’s people, and the bouncers at Curves were ex-military types, though – admittedly – they had very little idea what that actually meant, in practical terms. Even Maria, who had seen her boyfriend Dillon in action at Open Skies Ranch, shooting down bad guys in cold blood, was pretty hazy about what exactly these people were capable of.They got a crash-course, though, when King’s call came through.Within seconds of getting off the call, Val, Tank, Dallas, and Curtis had their guns out, had the women strapped into kevlar, had them gathered in a group by the front door, had eyes on the yard outside.“Go,” Val said to Curtis and Dallas, and they nodded, stepped out, went to get the SUV’s. Val turned to the women, who were only just beginning to feel petrified, because it had all happened far too quickly for them to feel anything much at all. “Gabi, Naomi, Sarah, you’re with me and Curtis. Mirrie and Maria

“It’s OK, sweetheart,” Ace said gently, and every Fallen Angel winced in disgust at the endearment, not that he gave a flying fuck what these morons thought. This was going to be the last time that he spoke to Liam, that he knew as sure as he knew Liam’s breath in the dark, and he was going to say everything that had to be said, homophobic MC dickheads be damned. “I’ve always known that it was going to come to this, no matter how well I hid, or how many of King’s people were standing around me. This is my fate, Liam, you get me? It’s how it has to be, and even though I’ve fought damn hard to put it off this long, the clock has run out on me. It’s all been borrowed time, and now I’ve got to face the music for betraying the men that I considered my family.” He gestured around them, remembering a time when the men now intent on killing him had killed for him.“These men, Liam. They took me in when I was eighteen, and broke and homeless, and robbing corner stores for food money. They let