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“Have a good night?” I ask her so wanting to kiss her“I had a great night,” she tells me, and I get fucked off with her watchin’ some asshole swingin’ his dick around in front of her, the urge to find the fucker and kill him boilin’ to the top. Zoey grabs her hand and pulls her into the clubhouse, and I watch as the door closes the boys comin’ up and Cuff slappin’ me on the back pullin’ me off to the side“So, I got the information we need,” he tells me“We”“Don’t fuckin’ start, the fuckers a piece of shit and is in deep with the Blackened Souls.”“No shit, you think if we asked Rooster for a favor he’d get his boys over to teach Joe a lesson on how to treat a woman” Cuff smiles“Yeah, I think he’d be up for that.”“Give him a call and see what he says.”“Bro, you know I have to run it by Razor.”“Fine”“Cool, now I need a drink.”We head into the clubhouse, and I see her sittin’ on the sofa with Niya Zoey and Widow. After a few beers, I watch as the Prospect comes in and walks over to them and the four of them get up and head outside, and everything in me wants to go out and drag her back to my room (just one more taste).Chapter Twenty-SixEllaAfter Zoey and Niya left I headed out to my car, tomorrow was going to be hectic, and I needed to be ready.“Ella” someone calls, and I turn seeing Blaze walking towards me (god he’s good looking), but I look down at my feet knowing not to look at him for too long. Joe would always make a nasty comment if I looked at someone for too long, then he’d hit me when we got home. So now it’s ingrained not to stare at someone for too long, plus I was still unsure what was happening between us“Yes,” I stop and look up then around feeling nervous still wanting him so much“Where are you going?” he asks me“I’m just heading to the store; do you need anything?”“Why are you going to the store?”“To get something for dinner.”“How about you pay up on one of my rain checks” I look up at him biting my lip“Rain check.” He steps forward, invading my personal space and I smell his cologne making me tingle“Yeah, one of my rain checks you owe me,” he says, smiling, making me blush and he holds out his hand, and I take it. The instant our skin touches I feel alive, as we walk over to his bike, I climb on behind him looping my arms around him, and I want to cry and scream and yell at how safe I feel with him. How one touch of his hand can calm me, how one look from him comforts me and makes me feel things I haven’t in so long.We ride into town and Blaze pulls over, and I look up at the sign The Smokin’ Grill, the smells coming from inside have my mouth watering as he helps me off and I almost stumble but catch myself before I make an ass of myself. “Wow, this place smells amazing,” I tell him, and he pulls me to him rubbing his thumb over my cheek, and I want him to kiss me to feel his lips on me“Come on,” he says, taking my hand and I feel a little disappointed he didn’t kiss me, but I follow him in, and we take a seat in one of the back booths. As we sit across from each other Blaze stares at me and I wonder if he’s regretting coming here with me or if he’s wondering, we missed an opportunity to kiss (I know the one I regret)“What?” I ask him needing to know“Why didn’t you tell Chance about your piece of shit husband beatin’ you?” This was the last thing I expected him to say to me and I’m taken back at his bluntness“Well, you don’t hold anything back do you.”“I say it like I see it.”“I didn’t want my brother to get in trouble,” I tell him“How long?” he asks me“How long, what?”“How long did that fucker beat you? And why the fuck did you stay with him for so long?” I hate when people judge me, I feel stupid enough with the decisions I made. I go to get up, but Blaze grabs my wrist “Please tell me,” he says, sounding desperate and I slowly sit down“It started two years after we were married, one night he came home, and he was really drunk, he’d lost his job, and he took it out on me. I left him, but you know how this story goes, he begged telling me he’d never do it again and I fell for it, took him back after that it just got worse. I left him a few times, but then he started to get really bad, I was afraid for my life. It wasn’t until the last time when he cut me that I got out. My life started to get better after the divorce, but he kept showing up tormenting me, and I finally broke after he burnt my business down and I called Brayden asking if I could come and live with him.”
