Crash and Burn (Back Down Devil MC #2)(31)

The guy was out cold.

The fight was called and Landon had barely warmed up.

“Asshole,” Avery whispered.

Landon left the circle as the crowd cheered. He pushed his way back to the MC, who were waiting and cheering. He grabbed a beer and sat down.

“No offense,” Emily said, “but that is one dark man there…”

Avery nodded.

Landon looked up and right at Avery.

Their eyes met with the call of the night fight, the laughs, cheers all as background noise. Nothing mattered but the look between them.

Nothing in her life ever felt so real.





sixteen.



The second fight had a little more action to it than the first one. Landon didn’t think for a second he would end up losing the fight, but he did take a few shots to his face. The guy had some size, but his tattoos were larger than his muscles. Landon took him down with a wicked right hook to the jaw and then hovered over the guy, giving him a chance to make the call to end the fight.

In typical biker fashion, the guy refused.

“Fuck you, *,” he said.

Landon smacked him in the face, cutting his knuckles on the guy’s teeth.

The guy opened his mouth and started to cough. He turned his head and spit pit blood and a tooth.

“Done?” Landon offered.

“Kill me, *.”

Landon made another fist that came down like a sledgehammer. He connected with the guy’s face and Landon wasn’t sure if it was his fist or the fact that the guy’s head smacked off the ground, but he was out cold.

Landon stood and lifted both his hands.

The crowd cheered and just like that, Landon was two and zero.

He walked to the MC and Miller was there first to greet him with a hug.

“Good job, brother,” Miller said. “One more and we clean up.”

“I’ve got it.”

“Your cheek’s a little puffy there, bro,” Blaine said.

“Thanks,” Landon said.

Landon looked up and saw Avery staring back down at him again. Even from the distance she f*cked with his head. Emily took Avery’s hand and pulled, forcing her to sit back down. Emily was talking, but Avery stared at Landon. He stared back.

“Hey, do you hear me?” Shay’s voice cried out.

“No, what.”

“This next one is a motherf*cker.”

“Really?” Blaine asked. “Whose mother did he f*ck?”

“Christ,” Landon said.

“What?” Blaine asked. “I’m lifting the f*cking mood here. This is going to work for us, bro. We clean up. We pay Jonesy. We get the information on who tried to kill Shay and almost killed Erik. It’s all coming together.”

“Jesus Christ,” Miller said, “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but Blaine is right.”

“I know,” Landon said. “That may be the smartest thing he’s ever said.”

“Well, f*ck you all then,” Blaine said.

Landon jumped up to a table and sat between Nate and Jace. Jace offered a fist and Landon bumped it.

“That was good shit,” Jace said. “Whatever the f*ck has you fired up, keep it up.”

“We have any whiskey here?” Landon asked.

“Not before a fight,” Miller said.

When Miller turned around, Nate opened his leather cut and pulled out a flask. He handed it to Landon and Landon downed as much as he could. It burned the whole way down his throat and made his stomach hurt instantly. But he needed the distraction from the bullshit running through his head.

Fucking Avery.

The fights continued and Landon found himself sitting alone. The rest of the MC had thrown down some money on other fights hoping to win beer and * money. Having the relievers in the clubhouse all the time was a necessity for survival, but they also enjoyed outside action. Strippers, mostly. And the best strippers took the guys to the back and dropped to their knees. That was what the beer and * money was for.

“Fuck!” Blaine screamed and broke from the group. He walked over to Landon, his hands on his hips. “That little f*ck out there just cost me about five half decent blowjobs.”

“Tough night,” Landon said.

Blaine laughed. He put his hands to Landon’s shoulders and looked at him. “Hey, bro, what’s happening up top?”

“I’m fine.”

“No… up top, behind me. You have that chick up there with Emily. What the f*ck?”

“Don’t worry about it.”

“Hey, I’m going to worry about. After what you told me…”

“We’re here to get the cash to get answers,” Landon said. “Leave Avery out of it.”

“Can you?”

“She’s out of it.”

“Then why the f*ck is she sitting up there? She yours now? You a committed man or some shit?”

“Blaine, you don’t have a f*cking clue,” Landon said. “Let it go.”

“Yeah, okay.” Blaine pushed away from the Landon. “I just don’t want anymore of my brothers to be in danger, you know?”

“No danger here,” Landon said. “I’m helping her and she’s helping me. That’s all anyone needs to know right now.”