Safe Haven

3. Safe Haven

Havens POV

Damn it. I was getting tired of these damn women sending their lovers and kids up here looking to avenge some sort of illicit relationship. It was getting damn annoying. How the hell did they even find this place anyways? Wag told me he'd take care of it after the last woman tried to assault me coming home with the groceries. 

"Punchy, search his truck. I'm sure he's patched somewhere but didn't find nothing on him except the usual."

 "Yes Miss Haven." 

Punchy came to us two years ago from the Mezas MC. He'd been shot in the head and lost many of his cognitive abilities. Since then we had made lots of progress but he would never be what he once was. Many men were probably thankful for that. In the day Punchy was the number one hit man for the Mezas....And a very good one at that. Regardless of his past, he was a gentle giant now, at least most of the time. he protected the ranch with everything he had. The man still hadn't woken up by the time Punchy was back with his jacket. 

"Devils Blood. Great. We'll make a call tonight to Wag. I'll handle it from here Punchy. Can you Go make sure Cade and Melody are staying out of trouble?" 

"Yes Miss. Haven."

With nothing else to do but wait until he came too I figured I might as well clean. I tied my hair up in a bun and began to sweep. Hopefully Mr.Cocky on the couch would wake up not a douchey mood...not likely but I could remain hopefully. He definitely had Alpha male syndrome. Something I was all too familiar with in my "profession". Hell damn near every biker Id ever met was blessed with it. It was nearing 11 so time to start food prep. Hopefully when grumpy woke up he didn't destroy anything. I bent over to pull out my large salad bowl when he grabbed me from behind. 

"Where's your body guard sweetheart? And where's my gun?" 

There goes all hopes of him being in a good mood. "Well from the feel of it...it's definitely not hidden in your pants. That is Much too small to be a anything larger than a compact..." 

He tugged my head back by my hair. "Honey." It sounded like a statement not a term of endearment. 

"What?" I snapped back at him. Id evaluate the overwhelming strange sense of attraction I was feeling later. Much later... I could feel every muscle in his body tense but I wasn't sure the reason. 

"Look. You've got about two seconds to let me go. Because if Punchy comes back in here and sees you I can assure you, you'll be leaving in a body bag." 

"So you are Haven then. Well I can certainly see the appeal." Now I was just disgusted...and annoyed. Did I really look that desperate to sleep with a man that was probably old enough to be my own father as well. 

"Ugh. Look just spit it out. Who are you and what do you want?" I could feel him begin to relax a little. "I'm serious about Punchy though. If he walks in you're liable to wind up hurt." 

"Alright kitten I'll sit but make sure you keep your hands where I can see them." 

"Fine. I need to make lunch though." My annoyance was increasing. I had to get this man off my property and fast. it would only be so long before someone came through and made him suspicious. If he thought I was a whore so be it, just as long as he left. 

"Who are you? Or maybe I should ask what man I'm accused of seducing this time?" 

"You're jacket says Devils Blood. I sure hope you asked your Prez for permission before you came here." 

"Know the Prez do you?" He smiled and it was then I really noticed how attractive he was. For a biker his teeth were amazingly straight and all there. His nose was slightly bent, most likely from a fight, but oddly it didn't subtract from his appearance. His hair was buzzed short to his head and he had a 5 o'clock shadow dying to be trimmed. It's color matched his deep brown eyes. And his body...well I had definitely felt that up close. Not many words could describe that perfection.