Dark Fall (Back Down Devil MC #3)(7)

As the men got closer, Kaity rolled the window up until there was only a crack open and locked the doors.

“Hey there,” one of the men said with the cigarette still hanging from his mouth.

He put his hands on the roof of the car. Kaity saw his shirt had a faded patch that read Jack.

“There’s something wrong with my car,” Kaity said. “It’s not really mine, but a friend let me borrow it. Not sure if it’s worth fixing.”

“Anything is worth fixing,” the other man said.

His name tag read Willy.

“Why don’t you come on out and let us have a look?” Jack asked. “What’s the problem?”

“Noise,” Kaity said. “I may have had a situation with it earlier this morning. Sounds like some metal is bouncing around. And it has no acceleration.”

“Okay,” Jack said. He reached for the door handle and pulled. The door didn’t open and he stepped back. “Can you unlock the door?”

Kaity froze. She shook her head.

“What is this?” Willy asked. “This a joke?”

“I’m sorry,” Kaity said. “It’s…”

Out of nowhere came the thunder of a motorcycle. Kaity looked to her left and saw two motorcycles barreling into the lot. The men wore leather and black sunglasses. They each had helmets on and wore a shit ton of rings. They parked the motorcycles and Kaity could instantly sense tension between the bikers and these two mechanics.

“Boys,” one of the men yelled as he took off his helmet and glasses.

Kaity noticed his eyes. They were dark and scary. His half smile like that of a killer.

“What do you want?” Jack asked.

“I’m here for a blowjob,” the man said. He reached down and unzipped his jeans. “Who’s sucking?”

“Fuck, Blaine,” the other biker said.

He looked at the two men and then at the car. His eyes locked to Kaity’s and she was frozen again. The biker was tall, had broad shoulders, and was gorgeous, even with what looked like fresh scars.

He pointed to the car and asked, “Who is this?”

“Don’t know,” Jack said. “Said her car needs work.”

“She ended up here?” Blaine asked. “Christ, Erik, looks like we came just in time.”

Erik.

Kaity had a name now. She loved it.

She watched Erik take a step toward Jack and reach for his shirt. “What were you planning on doing with that woman?”

“Helping her,” Jack said. “She has her damn doors locked though. I can’t help her.”

The bikers, who she knew now were named Erik and Blaine, walked up to the car. Blaine pulled on the handle and Kaity jumped.

“Whoa, beautiful,” Blaine said. “We’re not going to hurt you. What’s going on around here?”

“Come on. Get out.” Erik said.

“No,” Kaity said.

“What the f*ck do you want then?” Erik asked. “We don’t have time for this shit.”

“I’m not opening my door for four strange men,” Kaity said.

“You came here for help!” Erik yelled.

“Easy now,” Blaine said. “We ain’t gonna hurt you. I mean, you spend a little time with me and I’ll make everything better. Let these two greasy *s work on your car… and let me work on you.”

Kaity couldn’t stand this Blaine guy. He looked dirty and talked like a jackass. She slowly unlocked her door, never looking away from Blaine. Thanks to her one time assignment she learned how to move to protect herself. That was, until she got lost in a little town like this and ended up in a lot with four men eye humping her.

Kaity threw the door open and it hit Blaine. He doubled over and stumbled. She quickly closed the door and locked it again.

“Fuck, baby,” Blaine said. “You’re going to hurt me…”

“Get out of the car or get out of here,” Erik said. “We’ve got business to do.”

“Take your time,” Willy yelled.

Erik looked back and grabbed a gun from a holster under his leather cut. That’s when Kaity realized things had just gotten more serious. Erik pointed the gun at Willy and he put his hands up.

“Is this your set up?” Erik asked.

“I swear, man,” Willy said. “She just pulled in. We were having a smoke. Talking.”

Erik looked at Kaity. “Open the door.”

“No,” Kaity said.

“Bro, wait a second,” Blaine said.

Kaity saw Erik lift the gun. It wasn’t the first time she had a gun pointed at her, but it still made her uneasy. Erik swung the gun and Kaity winced. She heard the sound of glass shattering but didn’t feel anything. She turned and saw that Erik had smashed the back driver’s side window out.

“You f*cking *,” Kaity growled.

“That’s right,” Erik said.

He reached through the broken back window toward the front of the car. Kaity couldn’t believe how bold this guy was. She saw his hand moving toward the lock button and she panicked. She started to punch and claw at Erik’s arm. He quickly turned his hand and grabbed her wrist.

“Look at me,” he ordered. “Right now.”