Dark Fall (Back Down Devil MC #3)(8)

Kaity looked at Erik, her heart racing.

It wasn’t the fear making her heart race… it was because he was touching her…

“Look at my face,” Erik said. “You see that?”

“Yes,” Kaity said.

“You think I give a f*ck about you clawing at my arm? You think I give a f*ck about your car? You think I give a f*ck about you?”

“No.”

“Then open the f*cking door before I take out the rest of the windows.”

Erik opened his hand. Kaity unlocked the door and pushed it open. She climbed from the car and stood, not sure what to look at first. Erik stood with the gun at his side. His face was a mess, but it was sexy to Kaity. He obviously feared nothing. A man who would just take out a gun and bust up a window was the kind of man that could protect a woman.

Blaine had a hand between his legs, covering himself. “Easy, beautiful,” he said. “Don’t go hurting my dick anymore. Unless you plan on kissing it and making it all better.”

“Fuck off,” Kaity said. “Filthy biker.”

Erik laughed for a second. Jake and Willy laughed too. Blaine turned and punched Jack square in the face. Jack’s head flew back and his cigarette flew from his mouth. Jack put his hands out but had nothing to grab onto. He toppled down to his ass and stayed there in shock.

Kaity felt something grab her wrist and she jumped. It was Erik.

“What are you doing here?” he asked.

“Passing through,” Kaity said. “My car started acting funny so I stopped. Okay?”

“I don’t buy that for a second.”

“The car is broken,” Kaity said. “What am I supposed to do?”

Erik curled his lip. “You’re going to sit on the trunk of the car with Blaine. He’s going to talk about how big his cock is and how bad he wants to f*ck you. But he’s all talk. He won’t make a move because I said so. Got it?”

“No, I don’t got it,” Kaity said.

She had no idea why she was being so fierce with a strong man with a gun. This was stupid.

“If you don’t listen to me, you’ll end up dead. Is that a little more clear?”

“Yeah,” Kaity said.

“Good.” Erik pushed away from Kaity and grabbed Blaine by his shoulder. “Don’t f*ck around.”

“You know me,” Blaine said. “I’ll keep her warm for you.”

“She’s not for me,” Erik said. He looked back at Kaity. “She’s just in the way right now.”

Erik walked away and Kaity felt cold and numb. She didn’t want Erik to walk away, but she had no idea why. Blaine hooked his thumbs into the pockets of his jeans and stared at her.

“What in the good hell are you doing here?” Blaine asked.

“Trying to enjoy my freedom,” Kaity whispered.

“Well… you’ve definitely come to the right place,” Blaine said. “But good luck earning Erik’s trust.”

Kaity stared at Erik. He put an arm around Willy and then pushed him toward the garage.

“Hop up, beautiful,” Blaine said as he jumped on the trunk of the car.

Kaity climbed up on the trunk of her car and started to shake. She had been trying to escape hell. Now she found a new version of it.





four.



Erik wasn’t sure when the last time he actually slept was. Last night the booze kept flowing, the ladies were willing, and for whatever reason, Erik couldn’t miss a shot in a game of pool. He cleared out the clubhouse, beating everyone there, made three hundred dollars, and took two women to his bed. When he woke that morning, the two women were sleeping on top of each other, still naked, and Erik sat up and reveled at the amazing sight.

That’s when Nate came to the door and said Miller wanted an emergency meeting. Erik should have taken a few minutes to himself and enjoyed the two women before leaving, but the urge disappeared. He climbed from the bed, dressed, and slapped the top woman on the ass, waking her. He told the two women to get the f*ck out.

In the meeting, Miller and Gaige were tense and pissed off. They had received confirmation that the car Shay had purchased with the bomb in it came from an auction company twenty miles north. They were also informed that two scumbag cousins that ran a back alley auto garage had been there the same day. That meant they could have - and should have - seen something at the auction. Someone suspicious. Someone f*cking around with Shay’s car. Something that would point the club in the right direction to resolve this problem.

Erik and Blaine were the ones who wanted to go. Miller was reluctant to send Erik out without himself or Gaige, but they were already tied up for the morning. As club rules went, Erik had to ride with at least one other member, for backup. Seeing as Erik wanted to be alone, he knew he could handle Blaine because that meant mostly just ignoring the guy.

The last thing Erik expected to see was a woman in the parking lot of the shitty auto garage. The second Erik saw the woman’s face, he saw fear. And when she looked back, she didn’t look away.

Is she f*cking blind?

That was the first thought that went through Erik’s mind.

Didn’t this woman see the scars on his face? Didn’t it bother her? Why the f*ck did she keep staring without a look of disgust on her face?