DARK FALL (A Back Down Devil MC Romance Novel) (5 page)

“
Hope
he wakes up,
”
Erik said.

He turned and walked from the
garage.

He had a mark
…
like your face
…

Erik made fists. He wanted to hurt
someone. He wanted to kill someone.

Then Erik caught sight of the woman
on the trunk of the car with Blaine. She was looking back at him. Her eyes were
big, bright, curious, but not judging. She was actually looking at him, seeing
Erik.

Blaine had his hand on the trunk of
the car but his fingers were pointed toward the woman. Even from this distance
Erik could see that Blaine was trying to make a cheap move at her. Whether he
meant to do it or it was just part of his instinctive nature to want pussy,
Erik didn
’
t know or care.
It just bothered him to see it. Of course beautiful women would flock to
someone without scars and a dark recent history. It only made sense. Erik knew
he was a loose canon. After what happened last night with the guy in the pickup
truck, he was surprised Miller didn
’
t
lock him in his room.

Erik walked to the car and grabbed
Blaine by the shoulder and pulled.

“
We
’
re done here now,
”
Erik said.
“
I got some information.
”

Blaine stumbled but didn
’
t fall.
“
Yeah, you got it, bro. You good?
”

“
Walk
for a second. I need to figure this situation out.
”

“
Hey,
hey,
”
Blaine said.
“
Before we do anything harsh, I
can take care of her. Just offering. She can ride back with me and then ride
…”
Blaine looked at the woman and
winked.
“
my face
…”

“
Blaine,
fuck off,
”
Erik said.

Blaine smiled and walked to his
motorcycle. Erik crossed his arms and stared at the woman as she slowly slid
down from the trunk of the car. She swallowed once, fear coursing through her
body. But she kept a tough demeanor.

“
What
’
s the plan?
”
he asked.

“
You
’
re asking me that? After you
just pulled a gun, broke my window, and shot a car in the garage?
”

“
That
’
s bullshit stuff,
”
Erik said.
“
What
’
s your plan? Who the fuck are you?
”

“
My
name is Kaity,
”
she said.
“
If that
’
s what you mean.
”

Kaity
…

She looked like a Kaity. Thick,
dirty blonde hair that was long and messy, yet it looked good. She wore a
t-shirt that clung to her tight body and ample chest. Ripped jeans and a spunky
attitude made it seem as though she could slip right into the MC life and not
look back.

“
I
don
’
t pick up hitchhikers,
”
Erik said.
“
You have someone to call?
”

“
No.
”

“
So
what were you going to do?
”

“
See
what was wrong with my car and take it from there. Crash wherever I could.
”

Erik rubbed his chin. His middle
finger touched one of the marks on his face and he curled his lip.
“
You interested in my face?
”

“
No,
”
Kaity said.
“
I
’
m
more interested in what
’
s
happening right now.
”

“
Sure
you are.
”
Erik grabbed
Kaity
’
s arm.
“
Come with me.
”

As they walked, Erik couldn
’
t believe how warm he was
getting just by touching this woman
’
s
elbow. She threw her hair to the side and the scent of her cheap shampoo
attacked his nose. It smelled delicious.

He walked Kaity to the garage and
whistled for Willy who sat holding a cloth to Jack
’
s face. Jack
’
s
eyes were open, but he looked like he was ten miles - or years - away.

Erik smiled. He had always had a
vicious right hook. He had knocked out plenty of men with that right hook.

“
What
do you want?
”
Willy asked.

Erik made a fist with the same
right hand and showed it to Willy.

“
I
’
m sorry,
”
Willy said.
“
What
can I do for you, Erik?
”

“
That
’
s better.
”
Erik pointed out of the garage.
“
Fix the car. Whatever it needs.
Make sure it runs.
”

Willy looked at Kaity and then back
to Erik.
“
Yeah, I can do
that.
”

“
You
will. You know how to get a hold of me.
”
Erik bent his knees.
“
Anything
else you remember about that day?
”

“
Not
me,
”
Willy said.
“
I was focused on cars and
nothing else
…”

Erik smiled.
“
While your cousin was balls deep
in your ex
…”

“
Fuck
you,
”
Willy said.

Erik stood up. He put his hand to Kaity's
lower back.
“
Let
’
s walk and talk for a second.
”

“
Okay.
”

They walked out of the garage and
into the sun. Erik put his sunglasses on and looked at Kaity. She was
disappointed that she couldn't see his eyes.

“
I
’
m only doing this because I don
’
t want those two grease fucks to
be bothering you. I take it you have no place to go?
”

“
No,
but I can survive,
”
Kaity
said as she turned away from him.

“
Sure
you can,
”
Erik said.
“
You
’
re coming with me for the moment. I
’
ll make sure you get somewhere
safer than right here."

Erik made a quick turn and faced
Kaity. "Got that?
”

He grabbed her by the arms and made
damn sure she stared at him.

“
Hear
me?
”
he asked.

“
I
heard,
”
Kaity said.
“
I don
’
t need to be saved.
”

“
I
’
m not saving you, babe,
”
Erik said.
“
I
’
m
taking you away from a fucked up situation. You want to stay with Willy and
Jack? Fucking wait for your car then.
”

She looked into the garage at the
sweaty, creepy men and sighed.
“
I
guess that means I
’
m riding
on the back of your motorcycle?
”

“
Hang
on tight.
”

“
I
’
ll try.
”

Erik shook his head.
“
The way you
’
re looking at me right now is
pissing me off.
”

“
Why?
”

“
You
see my face, right?
”

“
Yeah.
”

“
You
don
’
t seem to care.
”

“
Why
would I?
”
Kaity asked.

“
Fucking
women,
”
Erik grumbled.
“
Get on the back of the bike and
keep your eyes and mouth shut.
”

Erik started to walk and a few
seconds later felt someone grab his wrist. He didn
’
t want Kaity to try to hold his hand, so he kept
his hand in a fist so tight that it hurt.

Fucking women.

five.

Kaity was trapped.

To her left was a tall, strong
biker holding out a helmet to her. He was dangerous yet beautiful at the same
time. Whatever happened to his face definitely had him doubting everything
about life. His attitude was unstable and the way he spoke and acted should
have scared her. But it didn't.

To Kaity
’
s right was her car. The back window shattered. The
car itself in need of major repairs.

She could take one of two paths.

Or just run like hell.

She was sure Erik wouldn
’
t chase her down. The other guy
-
Blaine
- he might, but that would only be because he wanted to get
laid.

“
What
the fuck are you doing?
”
Erik asked.

“
Sorry,
”
Kaity said and grabbed the helmet.

She put it near her face and
smelled man and sweat. It was an intoxicating smell. Under different
circumstances it would have been gross, but looking at Erik as she put the
helmet on made it impossible not to imagine him covered in sweat, smelling so
potent and manly.

Once on the back of the motorcycle,
Kaity slid her hands around Erik
’
s
body. She was shaking as her fingers felt for his shirt. When she curled her
fingers she felt Erik
’
s
body.

Hard.

Rock fucking hard.

It was all muscle.

Holy hell.

The motorcycle roared to life and
Erik and Blaine were quickly side by side as they rode away from the auto
garage. They cut onto the main strip Kaity had been on before she found the
auto garage. The rumble of the motorcycle was intriguing and sexy, and it only
made it worse as Kaity had to grip Erik tight to hold on. She had no idea where
she was going and it should have scared her. But the unknown had become a good
friend to Kaity.

Worse case, a little protection
from a sexy biker couldn
’
t
do any harm, right?

The two motorcycles hung a right
down a side street. The sound of the engines reverberated off the narrow walls
next to them making the motorcycles sound ten times as loud. At the end of the
side street, they turned right and when Kaity poked her head to the left, she
saw a long, open road. She then turned her head to the right and noticed
something in the distance.

It looked like two black dots at
first, but then they got closer and she realized the dots were actually two
more motorcycles. Kaity figured they were part of the group Erik and Blaine
belonged to, but then Blaine cut his bike to the right and spun around. Erik did
the same and Kaity gripped so hard at Erik
’
s
body that she felt his abs tightening as the back tire slid against the ground
and screamed.

Between all the noise, Kaity didn
’
t hear the first few gunshots.
When she looked back, however, she saw that the motorcycles were getting closer
and the men riding them had bandanas covering their mouths and handguns
pointed. Kaity
’
s mouth fell
open as she heard the guns going off.

Somehow Erik managed to keep moving
left to right and not only dodged the bullets, he kept the motorcycle from
falling and probably killing both of them.

This was not what Kaity expected at
all.

But she should have known
…
from the second she looked into
Erik
’
s eyes. She should
have taken her chances with the two men at the auto garage.

Now it was far too late.

Erik hit the throttle and the
motorcycle roared louder. He and Blaine rode hard and fast, cutting around turns
when they could, trying to escape the barrage of bullets. They were now down an
alley and at the end of that, the motorcycle spun around once and Erik turned
his head.

“
Get
out of here!
”
he screamed.

“
What?
”
Kaity asked.

“
Get
off the fucking bike,
”
Erik
growled.
“
Find somewhere to
protect yourself.
”

“
What
’
s happening?
”

“
My
life.
”

Kaity hesitated and Erik throttled
the motorcycle. It jerked and Kaity jumped off the bike. She took the helmet
off, but Erik was already riding again. He and Blaine were off and she stood in
shock. Reality crept back and Kaity realized she was going to be right in the
middle of this fight if she didn
’
t
move.

Erik and Blaine came to a stop up
ahead and turned their motorcycles around. They were getting ready to take on
the men who had shot at them. Kaity darted across the street and took shelter
next to an old white abandoned building. She put the helmet back on her head
and stood to watch.

The other two motorcycles came from
the alley and turned. Their bikes were long and dark, their leather dark, their
bandanas just as dark. They were like thundering demons, guns in their hands.
But at the opposite end of the alley, Erik and Blaine were bigger. The sound of
the four motorcycles revving made Kaity
’
s
heart race. Side by side, they approached each other. The men with the bandanas
wasted no time in firing their weapons. For some reason, they were hell bent on
killing Erik or Blaine or both. This wasn't a relaxed club of guys that enjoyed
motorcycles. This was serious, and they meant business.

Bullets kept flying and when Erik
and Blaine returned fire, it got even crazier. The two men with bandanas climbed
off their motorcycles in a slick move that hinted to Kaity that they had done
this before. Both of the men then pulled out another gun. It was four guns to
two.

Erik and Blaine stopped shooting
for the moment. And then everyone started screaming.

“
Put
the guns down!
”
one of the
men yelled.

“
Fuck
you,
”
Blaine yelled.
“
You
’
ll kill us either way.
”

“
Then
die with honor, fuckers. Hands and knees. I
’
ll
blindfold you.
”

“
You
want to kill someone?
”
Erik
asked. He stepped off his motorcycle. He dropped his handgun to the ground and
put his hands out.
“
Shoot
me, asshole.
”

Kaity shook her head.
“
No
…
no
…”

Erik stepped once and then twice.

“
On
your fucking knees,
”
one of
the men yelled.

“
Erik,
stop this,
”
Blaine said.

“
No,
”
Erik said.
“
I want to see how real they are.
You want to take one of us out? You want to start that war?
”

“
War
’
s already started,
”
the other man said.

Kaity slid along the wall and
stepped from the building. She couldn
’
t
help herself. She couldn
’
t
imagine seeing someone get shot in the head. Not like this. Not today.

“
Come
on you fucking pussy,
”
Erik
taunted.
“
Shoot me.
”

The man stood up.
“
On your knees first.
”

“
Fuck
you.
”

“
Get
on your fucking knees!
”

“
Fuck
you,
”
Erik said again. He
looked at Blaine.
“
They
want to set this up and take pictures. Guarantee you. That
’
s all this is.
”

“
Listen
to me!
”

Both handguns were pointed at Erik.
The other man had his weapons pointed at Blaine. Blaine had his gun on the
other man. It was a giant mess. Yet Kaity couldn
’
t
stop walking. She moved along the building, the motorcycle helmet still on her
head. She shook with fear even though this wasn
’
t
the first time she had been in the midst of a shootout.

“
You
’
re not going to kill me,
”
Erik said.
“
You could have already done that
on the road out there. You
’
re
a big pussy, aren
’
t you? I
bet your friend right here gives it to you real good.
”

The other man now pointed one of his
guns at Erik. Three weapons were ready to unleash at Erik. He smiled. The guy
freaking smiled. Kaity had never seen anything like it. He must be insane.
Absolutely insane.

But Kaity continued to walk, so
maybe she was the insane one. She wanted to help Erik, and not just out of this
situation. She wanted to know more about him and what made him so damn crazy.

“
Erik,
”
Blaine said.
“
There
’
s a problem.
”

Blaine glanced at Kaity for a split
second. Erik did the same and his lip curled. When she saw the anger in Erik's
eyes she finally realized how dumb it was to come out from the building. If the
other two men noticed her, they were going to kill her.

Dead wasn
’
t good.

Dead would take her back to
him
.
Brad.

That couldn
’
t happen.

“
Just
shoot me,
”
Erik said.
“
I don
’
t have time for this shit.
”

The man fired both guns, moving
them up so the bullets didn
’
t
come near Erik. He didn
’
t
even flinch. He just stood like a statue, unafraid.

Erik was really going to take
bullets. He wanted to die.

“
The
next ones won
’
t miss,
”
the man warned.

“
Fucking
prove it,
”
Erik said.

“
Don
’
t do this,
”
Blaine said.
“
Holy fucking Christ, man. We can
talk
…”

“
PULL
THE TRIGGER,
”
Erik growled.

The man had the guns pointed at
Erik. This was a
do or die
 moment and from experience, Kaity knew the
man would do it because of the conditions. She had seen last second decisions
change everything. Before she could stop herself, Kaity was the one making a
last second decision that would change everything.

She couldn
’
t stand the sight of the guns pointed at Erik. She
couldn
’
t stand the idea
that he would die without care. She couldn
’
t
stand to see more bullshit in her life and more things taken away.

Kaity ran out from the comfort of
the shadows. She waved her hands and started to yell.

Everything went to hell and back in
a second.

At first all she heard was screams.
Erik
’
s voice overpowered
everyone else. Blaine yelled something about
fuck
. The two men with the
guns were screaming, but she couldn
’
t
make out what they said.

Kaity looked to the left and saw
the man had taken his sights off Erik and set them on her. Her body froze and
as she fell, one of the guns went off. A hot, stinging pain went through her
left leg. She flipped over on the ground and slammed her head down, the helmet
actually coming to use.

Erik reached into one of his boots
and pulled out another handgun. He lifted the gun and shot once, hitting the
man in the neck. Blood shot out of his neck, his head snapped to one side, and
his eyes went wide. He collapsed, probably dead before he hit the ground.

Now the tables were turned.

Erik and Blaine had their weapons
on the other man. He quickly dropped his weapons and put his hands up.

Kaity's leg was in so much pain.
She looked down and saw blood. The entire day played through her mind, but she
couldn
’
t figure out where
it all really went wrong. Mostly because
what went wrong
went back
further than she cared to really think about.