Devil's Return (Devil's Saints Motorcycle Club: New Orleans Chapter) by Ember Davis

Author:Ember Davis [Davis, Ember]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-06-25T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 12

WRENLEY

As I step up to the bar, I can feel Prodigal’s eyes on me, but I refuse to look at him. My heart won’t be able to stand seeing the angel on his lap with her hands touching him. It shouldn’t hurt, but it does. He might as well stick a knife in my chest and twist for fucks sake.

Mitch looks a little haggard when he stands in front of us on the other side of the bar. “What can I get for you ladies?”

I want to laugh at the hopeful look on his face. I can practically see him begging for us to take it easy on him. “I’ll just have a beer, thanks, Mitch,” I can’t help myself but take pity on the poor guy.

He blows out a breath, relief written all over his face. At least, until he looks at Cherise who has a thoughtful look on her face. I almost giggle at how worried he starts to look.

“I’ll have a frozen Mango margarita, please,” her voice is sweet and gentle. Even if she wasn’t Lucifer’s old lady, he’d have a hard time saying no to her.

“Uh,” Mitch looks around behind the bar, clearly lost for a moment.

Cherise bursts out laughing, gaining the attention of a few of the guys at the other end of the bar and around the room. She waves her hand dismissively. “I’m just fucking with you, Mitch. A beer would be great.”

“Thank you,” he breathes out and sets beers in front of us after popping off the tops.

Since Cherise caused some attention to shift our way, I feel a lot more eyes on me which don’t belong to Prodigal. Before I can focus on Cherise, one of the guys from farther down the bar slides up next to me and puts his hand on my upper arm. I want to pull away, but I force myself to stay still. I know I’m safe, even if I don’t know the guy touching me.

I glance up to find him smiling down at me. “Well, hello there. I’ve never seen you here before, gorgeous.”

I take a drink of my beer to try and combat the way my mouth has gone dry before I respond. “I’ve never seen you before either.”

He chuckles and offers me his hand for a proper shake and my manners take over as I slide my hand into his. “Name’s Rites,” he says it like I should know him or something, but I’m at a loss. He chuckles, “I’m the VP of the Seattle chapter.”

“Nice to meet you. I’m Wrenley. Seattle’s a far trip to make,” I muse.

He grins at me and nods. “I came down with a few of my guys.”

His grip is gentle on my shoulder as he turns us slightly toward the common room where a few guys are looking at me curiously. I can feel Prodigal’s eyes on me, but I don’t look at him; I don’t want to see what he’s up to.

“Bronco,” he points to a guy who looks like he has only a few days of beard growth and perfectly styled hair.

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