Loving Nicole (Savage Brothers MC #3)(29)

“Moving in with a woman and living out of the club has turned you into a weeping whiney vagina,” I grumble turning my back on him. He actually has a point. I haven’t been calling on Bull to handle shit. He needs time to recover and he has issues with strength right now. I should have talked it over with him though. If I can just get through this damn wedding, I will.

“Fuck you, I’m not the one wearing a tie and standing before a preacher.”

“You would if Carrie demanded it.”

“Care Bear wouldn’t. That’s why she’s perfect for me.”

“Whatever. She’s got a bun in the oven, women go bat-shit crazy when those hormones start talking.”

“Odd, from where I’m standing it’s you that seems all gung-ho for the wedding, not the bride.”

I flip him off. He’s right and I don’t want to f*cking talk about it.

Bull and Freak pick that minute to walk in. They’re dressed like Dance. Hell maybe I should take the tie off too, just so we can match? Women like that shit right?

“Drag, we got some problems.”

“What do you mean problems?” Fuck, I knew something was going to happen, I just knew it.

“Torch was going through surveillance video and found Kavanagh’s man visiting the church this morning,” Freak says and I want to rip his face off.

“How the f*ck was this not caught the minute he stepped foot on the f*cking property?”

“Don’t look at me, it’s not like you put me in charge of security, Dragon,” Bull says and shit, he’s right, plus this just adds strength to Dancer’s remarks earlier.

“Do we know what that son of a bitch did while he was here?”

“Cameras lost sight of him for about five minutes so he couldn’t have done much,” Freak says, but he’s wrong.

“You can plant a motherf*cking bomb in five minutes. Do we at least know in what direction he went?”

“Toward the rooms the women are using,” Freak says raking his fingers through his beard.

I look at Bull. “You’re in charge, get this place on lockdown and find out what the son of a bitch did!”

Bull looks at me funny but he doesn’t say anything. He nods once and takes off behind Freak. I follow them out the door with Dancer on my heels. I need to make sure Nicole is okay. Then I need to kill some people, because I’m pretty sure right now that’s all that will make me feel better.





Chapter 17




Nicole


My wedding day. It should be a day filled with joy, excitement and dreams being fulfilled. Instead, it’s raining and the dark clouds outside seem like a beacon for evil. Evil that’s threatening me at every turn. I keep looking over my shoulder, expecting to see Michael or his goon Donald. I’m anticipating the sound of gunfire and having dead bodies littering the church pews. These are not the visions a bride should have the day of her wedding.

I look in the mirror at my princess dress, fixing my hair one last time in the style that Dani and I had decided on. Dani. I don’t want to get married worried and scared about what is happening to her. I want her with me. Dragon told me to trust him. He told me to put this on his shoulders and just go through with the wedding. He’s convinced that we can do anything together, I love him and don’t want to disappoint him. So I’m standing here at Faith Baptist Church, looking in a mirror at my perfect dress and preparing to walk down the aisle to the man I love. My hands are shaking at the thought. Not because of bridal nerves, no, that would be too normal…I’m going against direct orders from Michael. What will he do to retaliate? It’s a situation no woman should have to face. How can I get married to Dragon with everything going on with Dani? Can I disappoint Dragon, knowing I love him with everything inside of me and he’s convinced this is the right thing to do?

Before I can get lost in more dismal thoughts, there’s a quiet knock at the door. I turn around just as it opens, and Carrie is standing there in her pink bridesmaid dress, holding her bouquet of white roses. The opposite of mine, since I have pink roses for my bouquet. She really is beautiful. Dani and I decided to go sleek and sexy with the bridesmaid dresses and I really love them. She’s also holding a small blue box with a matching ribbon on it.

“You look gorgeous!” She says and it makes me smile.

“I was just about to say the same about you. Dancer will flip when he sees you.”

“I’m just about to go show him. This was delivered to our room instead of yours and it has your name on it. It’s a Tiffany box, so I thought it might be something you want before your wedding.”

“Really? I wasn’t expecting anything.”

“I bet Dragon wanted to surprise you,” she says handing the box to me. There’s no tag on it, other than the signature Tiffany blue box and ribbon.

“Damn! Care Bear, how am I supposed to let you walk down the aisle looking like that?”

I look up to see Dancer and Dragon come to the door. My eyes lock with Dragon’s. I see the worry etched in his face and I hate that I put it there. I can’t change it though, and the fact that he has now seen me before the ceremony on our wedding day just jumps out at me. Like we need any more bad luck.

“Dragon! You’re not supposed to see me!”