Even the dirt on the rim.
She was dancing and laughing with Creed’s wife, Birdie.
They were trying, and failing, to do a line dance to a Morgan Wallen song.
It was a slow one.
And both of them were drunk as skunks and less than coordinated.
It was damn near the cutest thing I’d ever seen.
“Your ex-wife is staring at you.”
I looked over to Weaver and said, “Who?”
Weaver grinned and jerked his chin away from where I was wanting to look and said, “Your ex-wife. She’s staring hard.”
I didn’t bother to look.
I quit caring about her when she walked out of my life.
Gentry walked by with a purpose, looking like he was about to do something bad.
I leaned forward, dropping my feet heavily to the wood floor from the barstool they’d been resting on, and stood.
I watched Gentry stalk across the bar heading toward, funny enough, my ex-wife.
He veered around her, though, and stopped a foot from the bar and roared, “Get your hands off my wife!”
Fuck.
Sage turned around, her hair swinging, and stared at the man that’d just bellowed in front of the entire bar and said, “I’m sorry, but who are you?”
The man who’d been touching Gentry’s wife let go immediately.
First, Gentry was still in uniform.
Second, everyone knew that Gentry was a Dixie Warden.
And, like I said, you didn’t mess with a Dixie Warden. Not in this town.
Sage hissed and walked forward, pushing Gentry in the chest.
Gentry clenched his hands around Sage’s waist, then dipped, tossed her over his shoulder, and walked straight out of the bar.
“Well then,” Juliana said. “That was interesting.”
I looked at Juliana. “Mind your own business.”
“I just find it funny,” Juliana said. “But he was never married when I was still a part of your life. Maybe I’ll have to look into it.”
I stilled.
Nearly two years ago, seven men had come into the Dixie Wardens MC as wanted men. Their names had been erased.Their identities had been created. And every single one of them had come from a prison cell that they’d broken out of.
According to the world, those men were dead.
I’d never shared with Juliana about those men.
