Saving Dancer (Savage Brothers MC #2)(6)

Dragon is in the back at his usual table. He has Nicole in his lap and he’s biting on her neck, whispering in her ear and he’s smiling. It’s weird to see my brother smiling. I’ve known Dragon a long ass time and up until this woman came into his life, I’m not sure I had ever seen him smile. I sure as f*ck hadn’t heard him laughing before, like he is right now.

I’ve met Nicole a few times, she came with Dragon the day I got released and they took me out of hell (that’s the best way to describe prison. It is hell). She was okay I guess. I never really bothered to find out. Still, seeing my brother like this, I’d have to say she must have a gold snatch. That’s the only reason I can come up with as to why he would keep a ho’ around permanently.

“Yo,” I growl, letting Dragon know by the tone of my voice that I’m not happy with my summons.

Dragon looks up at me. His hand freezes on Nicole’s breast and even I will admit the large globe would make a man beg for more. It fills my brother’s hand and then some and the large nipple is dark through her white shirt. Oddly, I think of how Carrie’s are much smaller, but they’d be perfect in my hand…I feel my dick jerk in reaction.

“Dance, you look at my woman’s tit another minute and you and me got problems.”

“You’re the one playing with it for the world to enjoy,” I respond.

Shit if he doesn’t want other men to notice he needs to lock it up in his room, pious bastard.

“Mama, can you…”

“I’m gone, sweetheart. Six and Crush are taking me, Dani, and Lips to visit Carrie anyway,” she says. Her voice is soft and loving and it amazes me that someone like that could be so wrapped up in my hard ass brother.

She gets up to leave and Dragon stops her.

“Be safe, Mama. Make sure you do what Crush and Six tells you,” he orders, pulling her back to him. “Mine.”

When the kiss is finished I hear her whisper, “Forever.”

She turns and walks by me, giving me a slight nod. It is my brother though that draws my attention. He has the biggest f*cking smile on his face I think I have ever seen.

He waits until Nicole gets to the bar and then calls out, “Hey, Mama?”

“Yeah, sweetheart?”

“Going to spank that ass later, don’t think I didn’t notice you’re wearing those damned boots.”

“I was counting on it, Dragon,” she laughs.

Crusher follows her out of the room, yelling back out over his shoulder, “Lucky Bastard.”

Dragon’s eyes follow his woman until she leaves the room and then the easy going look on his face disappears. He kicks the seat out at the table across from him.

“Sit.”

I rub my hand over my face. Fuck, this might be worse than I imagined. I take a seat though. There aren’t many men I’d follow orders from. Dragon is one, and probably the only one.

“Drag,” I say. My tone says I don’t give a damn, and part of me doesn’t. Still, Drag is a man I respect, a brother I love.

“You want to tell me why I haven’t seen your f*cking face around here, Dance. I got to tell you, I’m not happy.”

“Drag, told you when you dropped me off, I’m done.”

“You still got our brand on your sorry ass?”

My hand automatically rubs the back of my shoulder, where the Savage MC tattoo is. It was forged through me, not by the ink, but by the blood and tears my brothers and I shared.

“That’s right, motherf*cker. You’re part of us, so you want to tell me why you’re locking us out now, when we need each other?”

Fuck, he’s going where I’m not ready to go. So I throw up some other shit that’s bugging the hell out of me.

“What the f*ck do you have Bull and Crush dragging that bitch around for?”

Dragon looks blank for a minute and then his face turns to stone. I’ve seen that look before and usually the person getting it, is about to die. I figure I’m at least safe from that, maybe.

“Watch your mouth. Red is family.”

“You can see how having my brothers claim the bitch that got me in this mess as family might piss me the f*ck off, right?”

“Red didn’t do shit motherf*cker. You got messy. You want to handle an *? You don’t go off, in a town we don’t own, with witnesses around. Dance, you’ve been around, you know how this shit works. You screwed the pooch here. That’s on you. I couldn’t get you out sooner and that shit? That’s on me. Way I see it, Red is the only one here free and clear.

Fuck. He’s right.

He’s not saying anything I don’t already know. It’s not something I want to acknowledge.

“She shouldn’t have…”

“Red was in love with you. For some f*cking reason Nicole tells me the woman still is. I don’t get women and this crap, but I do f*cking know it makes women do shit they shouldn’t,” Dragon growls, looking away from me to stare out the window. “Nearly got my woman dead. You get lucky enough to get that from a good woman you don’t mock that shit, Dance. You embrace it.”

“I think claiming a woman has made you soft,” I state the truth, ignoring the weird feeling his words send through me.

Love? Me? Fuck a duck.

“Fuck you,” Dragon barks back at me, but at least his face is friendlier.