Outlaw Revenge (Back Down Devil MC #1)(8)

"Fucking right, brother," Blaine said.

Gaige turned to Nate and he handed Gaige rings, chains, a white t-shirt, and a leather jacket. Gaige put the rings on first, then the chains that attached to his jeans.

"That was a big dude," Nate said. "You've got balls, man."

"Fuck that guy," Gaige said. "I'm not afraid of anyone."

"Well, you two *s cleared me a lot of cash tonight," Blaine said. He had his arm back around Rachel and he pulled her close and kissed her.

Gaige put his t-shirt on and it instantly clung to his body. The sweat showed. When he turned, Emily saw the blood seeping through.

"Who's this?" he asked.

"I don't know," Nate said. "Friend of Blaine's."

"Really?" Gaige asked.

"No," Emily managed to say. "I'm with my friend. She's..."

Blaine had Rachel lifted and her legs were wrapped tight around him. They were kissing like they hadn't seen each other in years.

"She looks just his type," Gaige said. "Hope she knows what she's in store for with Blaine."

"What's that?" Emily asked.

Gaige leaned close. Emily could taste his breath. She was so turned on.

"He's a sick f*ck," Gaige said. "A real sick f*ck."

Blaine snapped his fingers and broke the kiss with Rachel. "Hey, cool it, bro. Don't scare her away. I'm working something here."

"Working something?" Emily asked.

"Yeah," Blaine said. "I can fit both of you on my motorcycle. We'll ditch these fights and go for a ride."

"Yeah, right," Emily said.

"No, I don't think so," Gaige said.

To Emily's shock, Gaige put his hand to Emily's. She gasped and then whimpered.

"I think I'll keep this one right here," Gaige said and smiled.

"Fair enough, bro," Blaine said.

"Look at this," Nate said.

The fight in the circle started but nobody had thrown a punch yet. Nate pointed someone out as they pushed through the crowd.

"Hey, that was the guy from before," Emily said.

Gaige squeezed her hand tight. "Better stay close to me, beautiful."





five.



From the second Gaige saw the woman's eyes he knew he would talk to her. Hell, talking would just be the first step in a long, enjoyable night. But he first had to take care of business with that big *. Gaige could have ended the fight when he had the guy on his back, but out of respect, he let the guy back up. The * should have just stayed down.

Now Gaige stood holding the woman's hand, watching a pathetic fight in the circle.

"What's your name, beautiful?" he asked.

"Emily."

"I like that."

"I like your name too. Gaige."

"Thanks?" Gaige said.

"Your cut is bleeding," Emily said. She reached up and touched above Gaige's eyes. She showed him the blood.

"Little blood never killed anyone," Gaige said.

"I guess not."

Fuck, her brown eyes really were beautiful. Gaige reminded himself to give Blaine a pat on the back for actually bringing something worth enjoying for once. Normally he brought the craziest shit around. Most of it was hired help though, women who were paid to enact some of the sickest fantasies Blaine could think of.

Gaige looked at Blaine kissing Emily's friend. His tongue was everywhere. It was nasty and sloppy.

"Just for the record, beautiful," Gaige said, "I don't kiss like that."

"No?" Emily asked. "Then how do you kiss?"

Gaige touched Emily's chin with his free hand. He watched her bite her lip for a second. Yeah, she wanted it.

"I'm trouble," Gaige said. "Just so you know."

"Maybe I like trouble," Emily said.

"I don't like chicks hanging around though. You come home with me tonight, you go home tomorrow morning."

"I may not even be here all night."

Gaige smiled. "You think you're tough, don't you?"

"What about you?"

"Beautiful, I'm the toughest guy you'll ever meet. I'll f*cking fight anyone here to get to you. How's that sound?"

"I'd rather you just kiss me."

Gaige had to hand it to Emily. She knew how to handle herself. Most women would be swooned. Their knees bent. Flustered. Not sure what to say. Gaige was curious about what was really hiding behind her pretty brown eyes.

Gaige lowered his mouth to Emily's. He was just a short centimeter away when he felt a hand clamp down on his shoulder.

"Fuck, we've got a problem."

It was Nate.

"What's wrong?" Gaige asked.

He turned, looked, and knew trouble was about to explode right in the middle of the fight. The guy pushing through the crowd made it to the circle. He pulled a gun out and the entire crowd started to try and get away. Two pulls of the trigger and the two men fell.

All hell broke loose.

"We gotta go," Nate said. "Fuck."

Blaine stopped kissing Emily's friend and stared at the scene.