He let go of her cheek and moved back a few inches from her, needing to breathe. Right now he was angry about the fact Lucien and the club wanted to have a meeting with him over what he did. Tuck shouldn’t even be telling Jana any of this, but he wanted her to know. He didn’t want to keep anything from her, especially not this. “But if you came after me, why would the club be so upset?” “Because the man I made the deal with asked for an open favor in return for his help.” He stared at the cracked and stained ceiling. This place was a piece of shit, but he rarely stayed here, and when he did it was to get some alone time. It didn’t have any warmth, no furnishing aside from the basics, and he never felt more alone than he did when he came here. But sometimes that’s what he needed. “But the favor wasn’t just something I could deliver on my own.” He looked at her again. “He wanted the club’s favor, and I guaranteed it, without asking the MC, because I had to have you back.”
