Savage Love (Back Down Devil MC #7)(79)

Emily felt her blood boiling over. She looked at Gaige and saw him cross his arms. Maybe it was some kind of signal or sign, maybe it wasn’t.

“I mean, don’t get me wrong,” Blaine said, “if I could have my way with her… alive or gone…”

Emily snapped. She lunged at Blaine, knowing damn well the risk of trying to attack a biker.

She slapped Blaine across the face. Her hand stung. He touched his cheek and shook his head, then smiled. He smiled. He f*cking smiled. Emily snapped again. She took both hands to his face, clawing at him, wanting to rip his eyes out. When she scratched him, Emily felt her nails ache as they pulled back. She was using all her strength, hell bent on actually hurting Blaine. This was all his fault. He did this. He flirted with Rachel. He confused her. He invited her to the illegal fights.

“You f*cking killed her,” Emily yelled as she clawed and swung at Blaine.

Blaine simply stepped back, allowing Emily to have her peace with his face. When she stopped for a second, she saw deep scratches on his left cheek. He put his hands up and smiled. There was a smear of blood on his teeth.

“You calm yet, babe?”

“You took my best friend from me.”

“I didn’t, babe. The bullets did.” Blaine touched his chest. “I’m in pain too. It hurts.” He reached down and cupped himself. “I’m in pain here too. I wanted to f*ck…”

Emily growled and spotted an earring at the top of Blaine’s ear. She reached out and stuck her finger through the loop and pulled. Blaine bent over and the earring ripped free. Emily let out a cry and stumbled back. She collided into Gaige and he wrapped his arms tight around her.

“That’s enough,” Gaige ordered. “No more, beautiful. No more.”

“It’s his fault,” Emily said as the tears filled her eyes. “He f*cking did this…”

“No, he didn’t,” Gaige said. “I did. Turn around and f*cking look at me.”

Emily slowly turned and looked up at Gaige. She blinked away the tears.

“I did it,” Gaige said. “This shit is on me. And I’ll make it right.”

“Hey, babe?” Blaine called out.

Gaige opened his arms and Emily turned. There was blood dripping from Blaine’s ear now.

“I’m sorry,” Emily whispered.

“No, don’t be. Fuck it. I have something for you.”

Blaine reached into his pocket and pulled out a fist. He reached for Emily’s hand with his other hand. He rolled her fingers open and placed his fist to her hand. He opened it and pulled away. Emily looked down at a necklace.

“I took it off her,” Blaine said. “Not sure if it means anything to you or not. I figured things are f*cked as it is, right? At least you’ll have something to remember her by. At least that’s how we do it around here.”

Blaine lifted his hand and pointed to his pinky finger. There was a woman’s diamond ring on it.

Emily held the necklace up with her pointer finger. The necklace was a simple heart. It slowly twirled back and forth. At the clasp she noticed a little bit of blood, a haunting reminder of the fate of her best friend.

Emily looked at Blaine again and swallowed hard. “You brought it to me.”

“Yeah, I did,” Blaine said. “I’m not good at this shit, so I don’t know what to say to make you feel better.”

“You don’t have to say anything. Thank you for doing this. And I’m sorry about your face.”

Blaine smiled. “Don’t worry about it, babe. I actually like it rough. You pulled that earring out of my ear and I threw a hard one. I’m still kind of hard…”

“Blaine,” Gaige growled. “Get inside.”

Blaine touched between his legs and winced as he started to walk away. Emily held the necklace out and Gaige cupped his hand under it and lifted. He put his hand around Emily’s.

“You need to come inside. I have a meeting to attend.”

Emily looked back at Gaige and nodded.

He leaned down, gently pressing his lips to Emily’s.

Their first kiss… as she held her dead best friend’s bloody necklace…





seven.



Gaige lit a smoke and took a deep drag with his eyes shut. All he could see were Emily’s eyes. There was so much mystery hidden in them, and it was getting to him. As he exhaled, Gaige opened his eyes and pushed from the wall and went to the bar. He sat for a minute and called for a shot.

The first one stung like a bitch.

The second tasted better.

The third tasted like water.

His nerves started to relax.

Gaige got a beer and found Blaine sitting on a pool table with two relievers. Relievers were women who hung around Back Down Devil MC, hoping to eventually be picked up as an old lady by one of the club members. Until they were picked up, the relievers were to do as their name indicated. They relieved when asked. That meant cooking, cleaning, sucking, f*cking, and anything else they were asked.

Blaine was with a blonde and brunette. In a sick way, the two women resembled Emily and Rachel. Gaige shook his head, knowing Blaine wouldn’t let his threesome fantasy rest until he had it. The blondie had her head on Blaine’s shoulder and her hand between his legs. She was rubbing fast, helping to relieve Blaine of the problem that started when Emily attacked him. The brunette had her mouth over Blaine’s ear, sucking on it.