Outlaw Revenge (Back Down Devil MC #1)(19)

“And you’re going to keep seeing a lot around here. This isn’t a way of life, beautiful. This is a way to survive. Get it?”

“Yeah. I do.”

“Good. Now shut your f*cking eyes and sleep.”

Gaige kissed Emily’s forehead and kept her close.

There was no way in hell she was going to get away from him. And Gaige knew just what he had to do to keep her close.





ten.



When Gaige left the bedroom, he found Blaine on a bench with the blonde between his legs and the brunette on the floor, ass up, naked. The blonde was on her knees, her head to side, her hair sprawled out making it look like Blaine had a messy thatch of pubic hair. Blaine’s pants were down to his ankles and he snored like a f*cking motorcycle engine.

“Wake up!” Gaige bellowed and kicked the bench.

The blonde popped up and looked around. When she did, Blaine became stiff as a board. The blonde quickly grabbed Blaine and started to stroke him. Blaine groaned and smiled.

“Fuck no,” Gaige said. He touched the blonde’s shoulder. “Sweetheart, the party’s over.”

Blaine opened his eyes. “No it’s f*cking not.”

“Yes it is,” Gaige said. He looked at the blonde. “Get your f*cking friend and move along for now.”

The blonde woke up the brunette and they scurried away.

Gaige looked at Blaine and shook his head.

“What, bro?” Blaine asked. “Look at me. I’m rock hard here. You gonna take care of this?”

Gaige lifted his foot and Blaine hurried to sit up.

“That’s what I thought,” Gaige said. “Come on, we have to move. I’m taking Emily to work and then we need to start some recon. I want to find these Eight Under pricks and end this. I’m not letting this linger for weeks.”

“Okay, bro, okay,” Blaine said. He pointed to his erection. “Can I at least get a minute here?”

“Fuck,” Gaige said. “Make sure you wash your hands.”

Gaige walked through the clubhouse, and found nothing out of the ordinary. The wannabe members were behind the bar, stocking it and cooking breakfast for the members. There were guys asleep at the bar and on the pool table. Women were everywhere.

“Need something?” one of the guys behind the bar asked.

“I’ll be back out. Get food for three.”

Gaige went back to his room and found Emily in the bathroom dressing in her clothes from the day before.

“I can take you to your place,” Gaige said.

“No, I’m okay,” Emily said. “I’m not working long today. Just two meetings.”

Gaige reached for her. “Come close, beautiful.”

Emily looked at him, then moved her eyes away.

“I know what you do,” Gaige whispered. “I know the building. I know the business. Are you hired help or paid to f*ck?”

“Is that your business?” Emily asked.

Gaige lifted Emily to the sink and looked at her. “It is my f*cking business. If you’re going to be out running around with horny businessmen, I’m going to need to get some protection for you. Can’t have anyone else getting shot. If you stay put inside then I’m not so worried.”

“You’re worried about me?”

Gaige touched her chin and smiled. “I can’t imagine that * being passed around. I want it all for myself. So… do I owe you for last night, beautiful?”

“No,” Emily said. “I work between the two parties. I’m in the office and that’s it. It’s easy money because I’m good at it.”

“I can live with that,” Gaige said. “Come on, there’s breakfast waiting.”

As they ate, Blaine came walking out, holding himself. He looked uncomfortable.

“Get that taken care of?” Gaige asked.

“Fuck yeah,” Blaine said. “But it came back.”

“What came back?” Emily asked.

“My hard on. I can’t get rid of it. I think one of those whores slipped me a pill or some shit.” Blaine smiled. “I should find out what it is…”

“Hurry up and eat,” Gaige waved him off.

They ate and left the clubhouse. Gaige gave Emily his helmet and then they were off. The motorcycle roaring, the road flying by, and Gaige with the chance to think as he rode. He thought about all the places to check for Eight Under. They could just go down and bust into their shithole clubhouse but that could end up starting a bullet for bullet war. As much as Back Down Devil MC controlled the town of Frelen, they didn’t want to bring blood and violence right onto the main streets.

The situation needed to be handled carefully… and as painful as honesty came, it didn’t make it any easier to have Emily involved. She was an outsider and maybe that’s where she should have stayed. But when Gaige licked his lips, he still tasted her. He wanted her. And goddammit, he needed her.

At the edge of town, there was a long, plain building. No logos. The parking lot was empty, telling Gaige that there was a second parking lot in the back. There was a clearing behind the building, a genius move because it probably meant rich men were able to drop their helicopters down and pick up their dates. Money and sex. What else mattered in life?