Savage Love (Back Down Devil MC #7)(106)

“Say that again?” Gaige asked.

“I’ve got a f*cking sexy bitch here, shaking her tits, and you manage to make the shot. What the f*ck is that?”

“Focus,” Gaige said.

“Fuck that. You’re * whipped.”

Gaige opened his mouth and from the corner of his eye he saw Emily at the bar next to Nate. She was sipping a beer. He smiled when he saw her.

“Look at that face,” Blaine said. “* whipped.”

“I have a * you could whip,” the reliever chimed in.

Gaige laughed and watched Blaine grab her by the mouth and smile. “Yeah? You want me to take care of that *?”

They retreated to wherever they were going. Gaige leaned against the pool table and finished his smoke and beer. He couldn’t keep his eyes off Emily. Yeah, she was f*cking beautiful. Yeah, he really felt for her, but he wasn’t f*cking * whipped. That wasn’t Gaige’s style. Not now and certainly not ever. So why did he suddenly want to kill for her?

Gaige finished his beer and left it on the pool table. Someone would clean it up for him. Gaige walked to Nate and gave him a shove. Nate and Emily looked back at Gaige.

“Need to talk to you, bro,” Gaige said. He looked at Emily. “Stay here.”

Emily nodded.

Nate stood and Gaige started to walk. He led the way to the meeting room. When he opened the door, the table was empty. To think about the lives spared and the lives taken based on the decisions that had been made in was intense.

Gaige leaned against the corner of the table and crossed his arms.

“We need to f*cking take care of this now,” Gaige said.

“Take care of what?” Nate asked.

“This Eight Under problem. I can’t let this go right now. Not after they tried to shoot us. They gunned down one of their own like he was nothing. That’s dangerous territory for a crew.”

“They’re *s, man,” Nate said. “That shouldn’t surprise you.”

“This Vinny guy needs to go. He’s the one who pulled that trigger…”

“Fuck,” Nate said. He took out a smoke and lit it. “You’re so worried about this because of Emily.”

“Fuck yeah I am,” Gaige said. “She’s afraid and it’s not fair.”

“We have a plan. Miller is waiting for a call…”

“I’m going there,” Gaige said. “I’ll go alone if I have to.”

“Go where?”

“Eight Under compound. Settle this shit. They have to know what he did. And if Eight Under was in agreement of it, then we have a war on our hands. If it wasn’t agreed upon, then we are doing them a favor by taking him out.”

“Christ, man,” Nate said. “You want just the two of us riding up on that shit?”

“We’ll take Blaine,” Gaige said. “He’s f*cked up enough to trust this.”

“What about me?”

“You’re the closest thing I’ve got to a real brother, Nate. You know how my mind works.”

“Right now, bro,” Nate said with a smile, “you’re acting like a man in love.”

“Fuck you.”

Gaige pushed from the table and went to the door. He touched the handle and stopped. He let the silence in the room settle for a little bit before speaking again.

“I can’t let her go,” Gaige said. “Call it what you want, man, but I can’t let her go. I can’t relax knowing she’s worried. I want her to understand all of this. What we do. Why we do it. I want her to see it… and to see if she can survive it.”

Gaige opened the door and Nate whistled. Gaige turned. Nate took a deep drag of his smoke. He exhaled with a smokey sigh.

“I’ll be outside waiting,” Nate said. “I’m taking your lead, brother.”

Gaige nodded and left the room. He walked down the hallway and stopped at Blaine’s door. He found it unlocked and opened it to a typical Blaine scene. The reliever who tried to distract Gaige was handcuffed to the bed and propped up doggie style with Blaine behind her. He was wearing nothing but his leather cut. Gaige could see Blaine’s ass cheeks flexing as he pumped hard and fast into the girl cuffed to his bed. The entire bed shook as the woman groaned and cried out.

When Gaige saw what was on the woman’s back, he couldn’t believe his eyes. Blaine had a magazine balanced perfectly on the small of the woman’s back. He flipped a page in the magazine and grunted.

Gage cleared his throat and Blaine looked at him. Blaine smiled but didn’t stop f*cking the woman. Blaine pointed to the magazine and smiled.

“What the f*ck are you doing?” Gaige asked.

The woman looked back at Gaige. She smiled with pleasure filled eyes.

“I’m reading the articles, bro,” Blaine said. “Don’t worry I’m almost done here.”

Gaige folded his arms. “Fuck, man, we’ve got to go. You, me, and Nate are riding.”

“Nice,” Blaine said. He thrust hard and the woman’s head hit the headboard. He slapped her ass. “Face forward and take it.”

“Can you hurry up here?” Gaige asked.

“I’ll come right now,” Blaine said. “You want to see that?”