“We will walk into any fire together. I will find solace inside your mind and you can find solace inside my soul, Asher. We are a team and I need to keep Sen safe as much as you need to keep me safe.” She breathes out all smart and sexy. She is unique and she is rare.
“I will not ever take back one moment of fire and pain with you, baby.” My mouth moves over the skin of her neck and up toward her lips.
“For you I would burn alive if it meant you lived to smile.”
Her breathing hitches in her chest at my words. She has never known me to be this way. It’s all been eye fucking and sinful lust laced with secrets. I have always been
watching her. Laying little notes around her, little clues to my love and devotion while she has begged me to be more to give more. She has watched me fuck up but still she waited. With each step she took toward me I took one back. With each step I took to her she took two back with a fake smile laced upon her lips watching me watch her. Finally, I woke up and seen it was her that I breathed for. That I woke up for. That I lived for.
“Ride or die, baby,” I mouthed as my lips crush into hers. The stars above us and the wind behind us. I will love this woman even if I die at my Prez.’s hands. My devotion will stay solid and my loyalty to her will be stronger than that to the club, for behind every biker is an old lady keeping him alive.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Capone
Loving someone inside our world will definitely tip you over the edge. We love hard and fast for we know it can all be taken away in an instant. By a bullet, a road crash or a jail sentence. You could go for a ride and not come back. It’s not right, it’s not fair. It’s life though and it’s the way we live.
For the old ladies though, it’s hard core and I watch the way Viper being in a coma on the other side of this hospital wall is doing to two of the strongest women I have ever meet. His mother and my ladies twin sister. It’s tipping them over the edge of white into dark and I have no clue what the fuck to do.
Say is here more than she’s not, trying to pull her sister out of her head and into the real world, minus the pain of watching Viper. She’s living on coffee laced with tequila I am sure of it. Mrs. W is looking out the window praying for mercy when it’s so dark inside that she can’t even see a god on this side of hell.
Abe, the VP to the club I will lay shit down for, is MIA. He’s been gone from the club also. Viper held shit together. It’s his fresh mind and no bullshit piss around attitude that got more shit done in the last 2 years. We worked together. Since he’s here and, well fuck, I’m watching the women like hawks, not even going to lie, I can’t leave here in case Say needs me. If this war comes here to touch them then I will be ready. Viper’s main man, the kid who would give his left nut for Viper, has stepped into his shoes and is really kicking some gangster ass doing it. Ace and Abe better see just how much Flame is moved up in the ranks to keep this shit show in order.
Turning from peering at the three women through the little glass window in the door is like looking out through a jail cell window, feeling the fear and uncertainty. Flame walks down the hallway, his over polished black boots squeaking on the over polished floor of the hospital. The bright, overhead, white light picks up each and every crack in its surface.
“Hey, have any of you dick ball bags seen Lane? She’s been MIA now for, what has it been, 2 days. Fuck, I lost count.” His tone is edgy as he looks around for fuck knows who.
“Oh, and by the way there is like an old dude in the lifts, like always, and he always has a comment on your grumpy ass as it’s fucking creepy as all shit.” His hand runs through his hair as his piercing eyes look into my tired ones.
“You know what, brother, coke will fuck you so much better than life will so would you like some coke to go with your life,” I say to him dabbing my thumb over my nostril. He watches me and mimics my movement.
“Well, brother, who needs coke when human emotions can fuck you just the same.” He wipes the excess coke from his nose.
“How long?” I question him as he looks away and through the window, I just turned my eyes from.
“Does Viper know?” I ask him placing my hand on his shoulder.
“Oh yeah we sat up last night and had a long chat about it,” Flames bites out turning his jacked-up eyes, so they burn into mine.
“How long Flame and why?” he shrugs out of my touch.
“Look I got this shit on lock down, ok? It’s a little taste to help me keep my shit together. I don’t know how long for, a while now but more since my best mate there started fighting for his life. He keeps me cleanish when he’s around, ya know. I have him to keep my mind sane. We smoke weed and all is good but when he’s not here it’s all a fucking mess.” His honesty floors me.
“Bag now. Hand it over.” I snap “ I’ll keep ya ass on lock down till he wakes,” I state to him. His eyes fall to mine as his hand falls to my shoulder.
“I will save the lucid dreams for when he’s there, brother. All is good. I got a hold on it.” His smile is weak, and I step up to push him as a doctor walks toward us.
“Gentlemen,” She says, her lips smiling but her eyes set in an I don’t trust you stare. Good idea babe. I wouldn’t trust us either. We are Texas out laws. Breaking laws and women like you is what we do in your sleep.
“Doc.” Flame chirps out jacked up and reckless. She smiles at him as her hand goes up to her neck in a nervous movement. I can’t help but smile as Flame opens the door for her.
“How’s he doing Doc?” He asks stepping inside
“You’re not family,” She bites out as Mrs. W turns at the sound of her voice. Her eyes narrow on the Doc and I instantly wanna slip from the doorway and out of the room she has all typed of fire in her eyes.
“Family, doc, I am. He’s my brother, babe,” Flames quick wit banter is ever present. He gets off on fucking with people.
“I am not your babe and I know for a fact you’re not. Now I need to speak with Mrs. Warren, alone.” Her tone is cold and that doesn’t go down well. Senna spins.
