SAVAGE LOVE (A Back Down Devil MC Romance Novel) by London Casey, Karolyn James Page B
Authors: London Casey, Karolyn James
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behind your back, ” the officer said. “ Enough
of this fucking shit. ”
“ Tell
you what, ” Miller said. “ Let me go get that
identification for you. ”
Miller walked to his motorcycle and
started it. The rest of the guys did the same. The officer hesitated for a
second, unsure what to do.
Gaige pulled his gun and screamed, “ Hands up! ”
That gave the guys enough time to
get back on the road, going back toward the clubhouse. Gaige was last, kicking
up dirt and dust from the side the of the road.
Miller moved slow enough to watch
in his mirror as the officer climbed into the cruiser and tried to drive. Two
flat back tires would make it really hard to catch Back Down Devil MC.
Gritting his teeth, Miller nodded.
He throttled the motorcycle and
vowed one goddamn thing.
He was going to take what he
wanted, when he wanted. There would be no stopping Miller this time. Not unless
a bullet was put right into his heart.
eight.
This is it. This is the night.
Start with a talk. A simple talk. See where it leads.
“ I ’ m not happy. I haven ’ t been happy for a while, Jerry.
It ’ s no secret. Ever since
I got pregnant … we were on
the fence about having a family. Then that party happened and we slipped up. I
know it ’ s been stressful. I
know I ’ ve been distant. But
you have been too …”
Ella shut her eyes and sighed.
I sound like I ’ m about to apologize.
Opening her eyes, Ella looked at
her reflection in the mirror.
She shook her head. The damn papers
were still hidden in Beck ’ s
room. Like the baby deserved that, right? It was the only place Ella felt safe
putting them. A room where Jerry didn ’ t
give a damn about. Sadly, Ella couldn ’ t
remember the last time Jerry kissed the baby or even used Beck ’ s name. He referred to him as it .
Ella left the bathroom and found a
smiling Beck in his crib, waiting for her. It was close to bedtime. Jerry hadn ’ t been home in two days now. He
sent one text message yesterday saying he was working a case, and that he had
to turn his phone off because there was a chance it was being tracked. However,
he had people watching the house.
Which was true.
Ella had seen two police cars and
two motorcycles. Both of which scared her because she wasn ’ t sure who to trust in the
entire situation.
Picking up Beck, she knew he was
hungry. Which was perfect timing because she could sit in the chair, feed the
baby, and let him fall asleep. Lucky for her, Beck latched on quickly to her
tender breast. The teething situation had calmed the last couple of days, which
was good for the baby, but it didn ’ t
take away the teeth from hurting Ella when Beck suckled too hard.
Cradling her baby tight, Ella
stared down at him. Big brown eyes stared back. Eyes that she would protect and
try to keep as innocent as possible.
“ It ’ ll be okay, ” she whispered.
Beck smiled as he drank. His little
hands touched and clutched at her chest, pulling and wanting more. Ella rocked
in the chair. The house was so quiet and cozy when it was like this. But the
other half of the dream was completely missing. Nobody else was in the house.
And outside of this bedroom and away from nourishing her baby, Ella did not
feel safe. There may have been wars outside being fought, but there was a
silent one raging right at home.
As Ella sat there, she caught
herself breathing harder and faster. She thought about Miller. The way he just
came at her. Came to her home. Came right inside. Then he went into the
kitchen. He touched her face, almost kissed her. He touched her breast. Oh,
fuck, it had felt so good to be touched. To feel that fire burning so hot
inside her body. Just for once, she wanted to be touched like that. She wanted
to be held, kissed, she wanted to be fucked.
Ella sucked in a breath and held
it. As she exhaled, she looked down and saw that Beck ’ s eyes were shut. His little lips were still moving
though. Gently, Ella pulled him away from her chest. She
of this fucking shit. ”
“ Tell
you what, ” Miller said. “ Let me go get that
identification for you. ”
Miller walked to his motorcycle and
started it. The rest of the guys did the same. The officer hesitated for a
second, unsure what to do.
Gaige pulled his gun and screamed, “ Hands up! ”
That gave the guys enough time to
get back on the road, going back toward the clubhouse. Gaige was last, kicking
up dirt and dust from the side the of the road.
Miller moved slow enough to watch
in his mirror as the officer climbed into the cruiser and tried to drive. Two
flat back tires would make it really hard to catch Back Down Devil MC.
Gritting his teeth, Miller nodded.
He throttled the motorcycle and
vowed one goddamn thing.
He was going to take what he
wanted, when he wanted. There would be no stopping Miller this time. Not unless
a bullet was put right into his heart.
eight.
This is it. This is the night.
Start with a talk. A simple talk. See where it leads.
“ I ’ m not happy. I haven ’ t been happy for a while, Jerry.
It ’ s no secret. Ever since
I got pregnant … we were on
the fence about having a family. Then that party happened and we slipped up. I
know it ’ s been stressful. I
know I ’ ve been distant. But
you have been too …”
Ella shut her eyes and sighed.
I sound like I ’ m about to apologize.
Opening her eyes, Ella looked at
her reflection in the mirror.
She shook her head. The damn papers
were still hidden in Beck ’ s
room. Like the baby deserved that, right? It was the only place Ella felt safe
putting them. A room where Jerry didn ’ t
give a damn about. Sadly, Ella couldn ’ t
remember the last time Jerry kissed the baby or even used Beck ’ s name. He referred to him as it .
Ella left the bathroom and found a
smiling Beck in his crib, waiting for her. It was close to bedtime. Jerry hadn ’ t been home in two days now. He
sent one text message yesterday saying he was working a case, and that he had
to turn his phone off because there was a chance it was being tracked. However,
he had people watching the house.
Which was true.
Ella had seen two police cars and
two motorcycles. Both of which scared her because she wasn ’ t sure who to trust in the
entire situation.
Picking up Beck, she knew he was
hungry. Which was perfect timing because she could sit in the chair, feed the
baby, and let him fall asleep. Lucky for her, Beck latched on quickly to her
tender breast. The teething situation had calmed the last couple of days, which
was good for the baby, but it didn ’ t
take away the teeth from hurting Ella when Beck suckled too hard.
Cradling her baby tight, Ella
stared down at him. Big brown eyes stared back. Eyes that she would protect and
try to keep as innocent as possible.
“ It ’ ll be okay, ” she whispered.
Beck smiled as he drank. His little
hands touched and clutched at her chest, pulling and wanting more. Ella rocked
in the chair. The house was so quiet and cozy when it was like this. But the
other half of the dream was completely missing. Nobody else was in the house.
And outside of this bedroom and away from nourishing her baby, Ella did not
feel safe. There may have been wars outside being fought, but there was a
silent one raging right at home.
As Ella sat there, she caught
herself breathing harder and faster. She thought about Miller. The way he just
came at her. Came to her home. Came right inside. Then he went into the
kitchen. He touched her face, almost kissed her. He touched her breast. Oh,
fuck, it had felt so good to be touched. To feel that fire burning so hot
inside her body. Just for once, she wanted to be touched like that. She wanted
to be held, kissed, she wanted to be fucked.
Ella sucked in a breath and held
it. As she exhaled, she looked down and saw that Beck ’ s eyes were shut. His little lips were still moving
though. Gently, Ella pulled him away from her chest. She
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