Burned (Devil's Blaze MC, #2)(64)

“Jesus, you are clueless. The only reason they didn’t get to you before we did is because we jammed their f*cking signal when our intel let us know they were tracking the jeep.”

“Whatever. I still say we would have been long gone. And what do you care, anyway? You and your brothers are just planning on turning me and Bethie over to Colin anyways.”

He slams on the breaks and my body hurls towards the windshield. The seatbelt catches me and jerks me back, as well as my hand. The metal bites into my wrist.

“Are you f*cking kidding me right now?” Horns are blaring and tires are squealing as they zoom past us and bow up behind us on the road.

“Will you watch it? Are you trying to get us killed? Hit the damn gas!”

“Fuck no! We aren’t going another damn foot until you look me in the eye and admit that you know that there’s no way in hell that I’m ever letting Colin or any of that f*cking bunch get ahold of you!”

“Whatever you say.”

“I’m not playing you right now, Katie. Admit it. Jesus Christ! How can you even say that to me after everything that’s gone down between us?”

“You mean all of the lying? The taped conversations? The f*cking backstabbing? You mean all of that, Torch?”

“Stop calling me Torch!”

“That’s your name!”

“The f*ck it is! You call me Hunter!”

“Are you for real?”

“Katie…” he warns me.

“Fine then, Hunter. Perhaps you should run to the hospital because I think you’ve had a stroke! Or you’re just f*cking insane!”

“You got that right, lady. Loving your ass has drove me completely insane.”

“Don’t say that,” I tell him, my voice so quiet, I’m not sure he can hear me. I just know that when he uses those words, it hurts. No, that’s wrong. When he uses that word, it injures me.

“Don’t say what, Katie? That I love you? Don’t you get it, sweetness? I f*cking love you. I love you so much it’s keeping me from strangling the f*cking life out of you right now.”

“Will you stop?” I scream, unable to hear that from him. His face jerks back like I’ve hit him, and I decide to just let out the rest. “I trusted you! I was letting my guard down, trusting you with the two things in this world that mean more to me than anything. They’re the only reason I’m still alive! And you used me, planning to—”

“Planning to get them back to Skull. My God, woman! Did you even see the hell on his face when he saw Gabby? Did that even register, or are you and your sister so selfish that you think this is all about you?”

His words cut me. He doesn’t know. He doesn’t have any idea. He couldn’t. I turn away from him then. A car comes up behind us and this time they don’t go around. They just sit there with their hand on the horn, blaring it continuously.

“I’m going!” Torch yells, then finally jerks it down into drive, slamming his foot on the gas.

I just keep staring out the window and feeling like I might not survive this.





Silence. That’s all it’s been since our mini-screaming match. I say mini, because I’m pretty sure it’s going to get much worse before I break through the walls she’s trying to erect between us. I wish I knew how to get through to her. Some magical formula which could just end this shit. I don’t. All I have to give her is the truth. I hope that’s enough, because she sure as hell ain’t going anywhere.

We get about halfway home when I decide to stop for the night. I pull into one of the big chain hotels. It’s going to take a soft king-size bed, a Jacuzzi, and anything else I can find to make her happy. She’s still not talking to me, so f*ck it. I’ll leave her chained to the arm-grip handle and get out. Her voice stops me right before I close the door, surprising me.

“Torch. Make sure you get two beds,” she says.

I don’t answer. There’s no reason to. She’s out of her f*cking mind. She’s sleeping with me tonight. No. Hell no. I’m sleeping inside her tonight.

Once I get us checked in and parked up, I unlatch her from the handle and help her out of the car.

“Can you walk?”

“I’m fine,” she huffs.

I frown, but I’m too f*cking worn out from the day to argue much with her. I latch her to my wrist and basically pull her with me to the back entrance. We get into the elevators and the minute the doors close, Katie decides to talk.

“You’re such a f*cking *.”

I pinch the bridge of my nose and close my eyes, trying to remember why I wanted her to talk in the first place.

“Katie, don’t push me anymore,” I warn her. “You won’t like what happens.” I’m at the end of my f*cking rope.

“Let me go, Torch. You have what you want. Just let me go.”

“You’d leave your sister and niece behind?” I ask, pissed off and biting my f*cking tongue to keep from asking her how she could leave me behind.

“No, but I’ll get to your club on my own.”

That does it.

“So it’s me you’d leave behind. The f*cking man who put everything on the line for you. The man who’s dick is good enough to use, but nothing else.”