Claimed by my Biker Stepbrother
“That's what the bastards gets.”
If Bear was annoyed or irritated by my comment, he didn't show it. Instead, a wave of silence stretched between us, thick and heavy.Bear studied me for a long moment, like he was looking past my face and into the mess underneath. He must have eventually found what he was looking for, because he added after what seemed like forever.
“You burst in there like a man with nothing to lose,” he said slowly. “You break tables, you almost kill someone, and you don’t even pretend it was business. So I’m gonna ask you once…why?”