Cole and I ride back to the hotel in silence.
Cole chuckles under his breath. “Well, that was not what I was expecting,” he says wryly.
“Me neither.”
The truth is, neither of us had been expecting it. Cole had brought me to meet members of the Italian Iron Brothers so that he could prove to them that I was trustworthy.
It turns out that Cole should have been the one concerned about trustworthiness, because at the end of meeting the Italian Brothers, they’d told Cole that they wanted me for themselves. I still hadn’t had time to process it all.
“I’ll have to talk to them later about it,” Cole says. “But what do you want, Jacqueline?”
I stare out the window, avoiding Cole's gaze. The arrangement between Cole and I had been going on for several weeks now, but I’d just been initiated in
