Savage Love (Back Down Devil MC #7)(76)

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.

Gaige shook his head in disbelief and anger as a small crew took to the circle, all holding guns. When they spotted Gaige and Nate, they pointed and one of the men shouted something in another language.

"Fuck," Gaige said. "Retaliation."

Nate took out his gun and shot. The men then began to unload their guns.

Gaige grabbed Emily and pushed her to the ground. She flew back and crashed to her ass. Gaige drew his gun and started to shoot. No way in f*cking hell some *s were going to start shit like this and not get anything in return.

A bullet hit one of the guys and he stumbled back.

"We have to get out of here, bro," Gaige said. "This is going to..."

The bullets came from everywhere. Gaige jumped off the table, Nate by his side. There was no telling who was actually shooting right now or what their target was. This was turning into chaos.

Motorcycle engines started to fire up as crews tried to get the f*ck out of there.

Emily screamed and Gaige looked up. Blaine was still standing on the table holding Emily's friend. He was shooting his gun. Gaige grabbed his leg.

"Blaine! We have to go!"

"I got this," Blaine yelled. "Fucking *s."

The gunfire continued and Gaige heard the familiar sound of bullets piercing flesh. Blaine started to jump back and then fell from the table.

"Blaine," Nate said.

Blaine's eye were wide. He looked at Gaige and smiled. "I'm alive, bro."

Then Gaige saw at least a dozen bullet holes through Emily's friend's back. He turned toward Emily as a look of horror spread across her face. Her mouth was open, her bottom lip quivering.

"Fuck," Gaige said. He grabbed Emily by the arm. "Come on, Emily, we have to go right now. This is going to get worse before it ends."

"Rachel," Emily said. "Rachel... she's shot..."

Nate stepped behind Emily. "Right now, brother. Make your choice with her."

"Come on," Gaige commanded. "Now."

Emily looked at Gaige and nodded. He lifted her to her feet. She looked at Rachel and Blaine again.

"Go guys," Blaine called out. "I'll be fine."

"Blaine...," Gaige said.

"No, just go." Blaine hugged the dead woman on top of him.

It made Gaige cringe wondering what kind of insane thoughts were running through Blaine's mind right then.

"She's so warm," Blaine said.

"Oh, f*ck," Nate said. "Come on."

Gaige started to move, but Emily kept looking back at her dead friend and felt like dead weight.

"Hey," Gaige called out. He shook Emily. "If you don't start f*cking walking, I'm going to leave you here."