Burned (Devil's Blaze MC #3)(76)

Shaft looks like he almost blushes but says nothing and neither does Keys. I close the freezer and go back to the bar. “C’mon, tell me how you got your name?”

I was so intent on my guests that I failed to notice the door open. In walks two more men. I can only assume these are Torch and Beast. Holy hell. Where is this garage and how in the world did I miss it all this time? Do they not have one ugly man in the bunch? One man is big and brawny and has this shaggy beard. Normally, I’m not a beard kind of girl; right now I so am. He has on this white t-shirt my girlfriends in college used to refer to as wife-beaters. I always thought they were ugly; but somehow, he makes it look like the best thing a man could wear. He’s covered in ink everywhere. I’m just assuming this is Beast because well, the name fits. The other guy is muscled for sure, but he’s leaner and more…pretty. Still, he’s sexy, there’s no doubt about that. His hair is kind of long and falls over to one side, and it makes a woman want to run her fingers through it. I bet he got his name because women all over carry a torch for him.

“Peaches, this is Beast and Torch,” Keys says, pointing to each one to confirm their identity and yeah, I was right. I smile at them and then decide, as big as they look, I better make more food. I pull out the dough I had rising earlier and start shaping rolls.

“Hello,” I answer, feeling slightly intimidated with all four of them staring at me.

“What are we talking about?” Torch asks and before I can answer, Shaft does.

“Peaches wanted to know how I got my name.”

“Oh, that’s easy,” Torch says.

“It is?” I ask before placing another roll in the pan. I go to preheat the oven and come back to my dough. I’m ignoring looking at the men because honestly, I’m feeling out of my element here. I wish Sabre were here and that’s a strange thought to have.

“Yeah, Shaft here doesn’t care where he puts his cock. Beast once told him he’d put his shaft in a black snake’s mouth if someone would hold it open. The name just stuck,” Torch speaks up. I stop to think about what he said. My parents would be scandalized. I throw my head back in laughter. It feels strange…but, it feels good, too. I think I like being around Sabre’s men.





Chapter 5


Sabre


Mine. That’s a four letter word you better learn real quick. Because I promise you, I will f*ck you up if you touch my property.



Before I even get to the front of the door, I hear the laughter and that just f*cking pisses me off. I’m going to f*cking beat down these motherf*ckers. I sent two men to fix a damn vehicle, not move in on my property. Annie is my property. I don’t give a f*ck if I haven’t said more than a handful of words to her. I want her, I saw her, and she’s mine. I don’t have to be f*cking logical; I’ve never been before. I wrench open the door and stand there watching these sons of bitches hovering over my woman, and I swear, steam is coming out of the top of my head.

Annie is standing behind the bar in her kitchen and Torch, Beast, Shaft, and Keys are all sitting on the side closest to me in the large living area. They’re eating dinner like it’s an everyday occurrence and laughing. Fuck, even Beast is laughing, and I haven’t seen that out of him in years. Annie is putting a glass in front of Keys and I watch as he grabs her hand, brings it to his lips and kisses it.

“Marry me, Annie! Marry me and make me the happiest man on the face of the Earth,” he says in some fake ass voice. Instantly everyone is laughing, including Annie. Her eyes sparkle. I can see them from here, they f*cking glimmer like stars, and she’s laughing for some other motherf*cker that is not me. That is not happening. In fact, this entire f*cking scene is not happening. No way. No-motherf*cking-way.

“What the actual f*ck?”

Everyone stops laughing, instantly, and they should because I’m going to f*cking kill some pretty-boy bikers, and I’m starting with that son of a bitch, Keys.

“Sabre! I didn’t know you were going to come by. Did you bring the bill? Because your men here didn’t, and I wanted to make sure…”

“We’re not his men, love,” Torch speaks up, and I instantly add him next on the list for calling Annie that dopey-ass nickname.

“You’re not? But I just assumed you all worked at the garage.”

“Garage?” Beast asks, his gruff voice echoing in the air.

I pinch my nose from the tension I can feel behind my eyes, take a deep breath, and then look back up.

“What are you motherf*cker’s doing in my woman’s house?” The room goes silent, except for Annie’s startled gasp. The men look at Annie and back at me.

“Peaches here made us dinner. Good thing you claimed her because if you hadn’t, I was going to,” Torch says taking a bite of food and watching me very closely. Motherf*cker knows he’s walking on thin ice.

“You would have had to get in line. I was just about to claim Peaches here myself,” Beast says, and I look at him like he’s lost his damn mind. Only trouble is, I can tell he’s completely serious, and that’s f*cked up. My brother hasn’t touched another woman since he lost his old lady, and that was almost two years ago.

“Wait, no one has claimed me. I don’t think…”

“Hell, Sabre, is that true? Because if you haven’t claimed her and she is open game, then I’m standing up right now saying that I’m staking her out, too,” Torch says.