Talon - A Warriors MC Romance
A few Warriors and Diablos were scattered throughout the cafe and surrounding area, doing their best to look inconspicuous.
As 3 PM approached, my heart began to race. I fiddled with my earpiece, making sure it was secure. “Testing, testing,” I whispered.
“We hear you loud and clear, angel,” Talon’s voice came through, low and comforting.
At 3:06, the bell above the door chimed and Craig stepped in. He looked different than I remembered - thinner, with dark circles under his eyes and stubble across his face. His usually impeccable suit was wrinkled, like he’d been sleeping in it. But his eyes were the same - cold and calculating as they swept the room before landing on me.