An Outlaw for Christmas: Back Down Devil MC Bad Boy Romance by London Casey & Karolyn James

Author:London Casey & Karolyn James [Casey, London]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-11-07T22:00:00+00:00

Two motorcycles pulled in, followed by three more.

“Shit,” Cash said as he threw a cigarette to the ground.

“Easy,” Prez said. “They’re from Nevada. Ride with cuts and no name.”

“Lost Men?” I asked.

“Fuck no,” Prez said. “Scum on the bottom of our shoes. They look for easy deals to break and bust. They rob junkies. Collect nickels and dimes and go for more. No real charter and order. Ripper wanted to patch them over and started some shit that got them in trouble.”

“What’s our move?” Jasper asked.

“We wait and see,” Prez said.

He was calm and collected.

Me? I was ready for a fight. For a war. For a way to get all the aggression out of me.

The two motorcycles turned sideways and faced each other. The riders climbed off. They were tall with wide shoulders. Their arms were covered in random tattoos, most of the ink probably coming from prison. They had shaved heads, wore bandanas, and black sunglasses. Without an ounce of fear, they barreled right toward us.

My instinct kicked in, knowing I had to protect the Prez and VP.

I stepped forward, even against Prez’s order.

“The fuck you want?” the guy on the right said.

“You tell me,” I said. “You see some new faces around here? That means the past has moved on.”

“Time has a funny way of standing still when you’re behind bars,” he said to me.

“Eli, Mace, we can discuss anything you’d like,” Prez said from behind me.

“Tell your puppet to back down,” Eli said.

“Call me a puppet again,” I said.

“D,” Jasper said. “Ease back.”

I listened, but I kept my eyes on two assholes.

“We can figure something out for you and your guys,” Prez said. “But we can’t do it here in town. Not here at my clubhouse. I’m the President here now. Ripper is where he belongs, in a fucking hole.”

The two guys nodded. “We heard he was taken out,” Mace said. “Still doesn’t fix us.”

“If you needed any help in prison you should have reached out,” Jasper said. “We may light bridges on fire but we always find new ways to cross if need be.”

“Fuck that,” Mace said. He spit right at Jasper’s feet. “We got land stolen from us. We lost our clientele.”

“To what?” I asked. “OD’ing? Arrests? Come on.”

Eli stepped forward but Mace put a hand out. “How we earn is not anyone’s business.”

“You play with authority, you get burned, you deal with it,” I said.

“We’ve got more to call if we have to,” Mace said and thumbed back at the other set of bikers.

“We’ve got an entire fucking charter,” Prez said. “And if you push that button, one call and our brothers from Frelen will be up here. And I could keep going from charter to charter.”

Mace showed his hands and backed off.

“Then we discuss like men,” Eli said.

“Fair enough,” Jasper said. “You two can join us in the clubhouse at the bar for a beer. On us. Show us your land issues and let us figure something out.”

“But let me be clear,” Prez said.

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