I didn’t want to leave that little cabin but I knew we had to. “Fuck!” Creed roars as he walks back into the room. Sharp called an emergency meeting with the guys a little over an hour ago, apparently it didn’t go well. Creed paces the room running his hand through his hair making me nervous. “What’s going on?” Standing I walk towards him before he spins around to grab me. With his arms securely around my waist, he looks down into my eyes. “Sharp pulled me and Tank on a ride.” I don’t understand why this is a bad thing but judging by the look on his face it is. “So why are you pissed?” Clearly I’m confused by this. “He won’t let anyone ride with. You and Cher will have to stay here.” Shaking his head, he lets go of me before pacing the room again. “Why is that a problem?
