OWNED: BLAZING DEVILS MC (14 page)

“Twelve.”

“TWELVE?” Grace
looked at me like I was crazy.

“Yep.”

“And you named
them all? I doubt it.” She crossed her arms over her chest and tilted her head
to the side, trying to call me out. “They’re probably the only consistent woman
in your life.”

“Patty, Betsy,
Georgia, Lisa…” I started naming them off, ignoring her bratty comment.
“Morgan, Virginia, Sasha, Hannah, Kelly…”

“It doesn’t
matter,” she cut me off. “I can’t get on that thing.”

“Well, that’s just
rude. Sure, she’s a little older but as far as Harley’s go she’s actually in
mint condition.” I stared up at the dark sky. “Let’s just hope it doesn’t start
raining anytime soon.”

“No.” She shook
her head. “I can’t get on Patty or Georgia or Victor or any of them!”

“Victor?”

“Whoever!”

“Oh,” I told her,
nodding. “I get it. You’re too scared.”

“I’m not scared.”
But she won’t look at me.

“You’re scared
shitless!” I chuckled. “Really, Grace? After everything else you’ve been
through in the past 24 hours this will be like a walk in the park.” She still
looked unsure so I reached for her hand and pulled her closer to me. “Come on,
you’ll be fine, I promise.”

She seemed
reluctant but climbed on the back anyway.

I wrapped her arms
around my stomach and pulled her closer to me. ‘Just hang on to me.” Her boobs
were pressed into my back and I could feel her breath on my neck.

Sweet like
cinnamon.

Just being close
to her got me turned on.

What the hell was
going on with me?

I wasn’t trying to
give her mixed signals but it was hard being too far away from her at the same
time. I wanted to be with her but a voice in the back of my mind reminded me
that I wasn’t capable of it. That every second I was close to her was another
second closer to me hurting her.

I turned out of
the parking lot and picked up speed right away. The faster I got to my spot
across town, the safer it would be. The last thing I needed was for someone to
spot me cruising around town with a girl matching Grace’s description on the
back of my bike and for it to get back to my father. He would lose his fucking
mind if he knew what I was doing.

The wind picked up
and her hair flung forward, getting lost under my nose. It was still a little
damp from the shower but still smelled damn good. I couldn’t wait to get back
to business. I would get Grace safe and then I would take care of this whole
situation.

The way I took
care of every other situation that popped up.

By any means
necessary.

The red and blue
flashing lights shine up bright as they pulled up behind
me
and a second
later I heard the loud ringing of a siren. I break checked
the cop cruiser behind me and slammed my fist against the handle of my bike.
The fucking police were never going to stop trying to shake me down.

“Just let me do
the talking,” I told Grace as I cut the engine and hopped off Betsy. I turned
around and glanced at the plate on the car. “Great,” I groaned as the door to
the red and white vehicle slipped open and Sargent Olsen put one boot on the
ground.

I was hoping it
would be one of our men on the inside or someone I could pay off to get the
fuck lost but this guy was a real asshole. He’d pulled me over a few times
before and each time he took forever, checking every single part of me and my
bike in the hopes of catching me with some kind of drugs or illegal weapons.

I moved the gun on
my waist further toward my back.

“Dick,” I called
out, plastering a grin on my face.

“I don’t think
you’re supposed to walk towards cops like that,” Grace hissed at me, completely
ignoring my command for her to stay silent. “He could shoot you!”

“Shush.” I waved
her off but she just rolled her eyes and climbed off my bike, choosing to lean
on the back end of it. I hoped she didn’t tip her over. I didn’t want any
scratches or dents popping up anywhere.

“It’s Rick,” the
douchebag officer called
out
as he got closer to me.

“That’s what I
said.”

He looked me up
and down like I was scum. “You got your license and registration on you, Mr.
Ford?” He flipped a tiny pad out of his front
pocket
as he got closer to me.

Oh, come on.

“Really? Haven’t
you seen it enough times by now to know it’s valid?”

“You aren’t asking
me to give you any special treatment now, are you, Cutter?” He glanced at
Grace, taking in her long legs and flat stomach. “Because that would be against
the law.”

“Something
fascinating over there?” I challenged him, suddenly feeling overprotective of
Grace. I followed his gaze. Why was she standing like that? It was giving off
the wrong message. Like she was a slut or something and was waiting for him to
come over and take a bite out of her.

His eyes flickered
back over to me and he licked his lips. “Actually…”

I took a step
toward him.

“Cutter,” Grace
called out, nervously. “Please…”

“Yeah, Cutter,
please,” Rick mocked.

The pulse
traveling in and out of my arms grew stronger. I wanted to snap this guy’s
neck, I’d wanted to for a while, but the way he was looking at Grace was
pushing me over the edge.

He placed his hand
over his gun, just looking for an excuse to unload the barrel on my ass right
there in the middle of the street. Then he’d probably fuck Grace on the hood of
his cop car while my body sat feet away. My fist was throbbing so hard that I
could feel it starting to shake.

“You got something
to say, Boy?”

I willed myself to
stay in control and shook my head. “Nope.”

“That’s what I thought.”
He took a step toward me and shoved me closer to my bike. “Now I’m not going to
find anything illegal on you if I have myself a little search party here, am
I?”

“Me? Of course
not.”

“Of course.” He
turned his attention to Grace. “What about you, honey? You have anything on you
I should know about?” He licked his lips again and glanced down her shirt.

The pervert was
probably going to do a pretty hands-on search.

Grace glanced at
me. “No, nothing.”

“Uh huh.” He
brushed his fingers against her arm. “I’m going to need you to come with me
back to the car.” He started pulling her away from me. “It’s standard procedure
to separate the parties involved in situations like these.”

“In a traffic
stop?” Grace sounded confused.

“Uh huh.” His
grasp tightened on her arm.

I hated scum like
him. He thought because he had a badge that he could get away with anything. I
swear most of the cops out here were just as dirty as the criminals they were
arresting.

“I’ll be right
here, Grace,” I mumbled.

“Yeah, he’ll be right
here, Grace.”

I waited until he
was a few more feet away from me before I leaped up behind him and grabbed him
by the back of the head, smashing it down into the hood of his cop cruiser and
sending blood going everywhere.

He cried out and I
grabbed his gun out of his holster before he had a chance to pull it on me. I
grabbed him by the head and dragged him to his knees, cocking the safety off
and pointing his own weapon at his head. “What were you gonna do with her? Huh?
What the fuck did you think you were going to do to her?”

He shook his head,
tears welling up behind his eyes.

“FUCKING
ANSWER
ME!”

“Cutter,” Grace
yelped. “Cutter, please don’t.”

“Shut up, Grace,”
I snapped. “This doesn’t concern you.”

I pulled the
douche bags face closer to mine. “Go ahead, tell me, what were you going to do
to her in the back of your cop car, huh? Have a little fun of your own with my
girl?” I pried his mouth open with my fingers and stuck the barrel of his gun
inside.

“Cutter, no!”
Grace lunged her body onto my back. “Cutter, you can’t, he’s a cop! You can’t
kill a cop!” She sounded desperate and terrified. “He wasn’t going to do
anything to me, you heard him, that’s just standard procedure! So, we can’t
compare stories if he finds anything!”

I pushed her off
me. “Don’t be an idiot, Grace. Of course, he was going to do something to you.”
I spit in the pig’s face and it landed right in his eye. “And now he’s going to
have to die.”

Rick shook his
head, pleading and crying. “Please, please don’t do this. I have kids, man, two
of them.” He sobbed like the coward he was. “Please don’t take me away from my
kids.”

“That’s not my
problem. You should have thought about that.” I shoved the barrel down his
throat again. Grace had managed to slip it out when she had lunged on top of
me.

Under normal
circumstances, I would have been open to the advance.

I’d just preferred
that she be naked.

“Now, you’re going
to die in the middle of the street, in front of your cruiser, while I use your
gun.” The guy shook his head, more tears coming down his face. “Oh, don’t,” I
howled. “Don’t cry and beg like a little bitch, it’s so unattractive.”

Grace dug her
fingers into the skin on my neck, scratching me.

“What the fuck?” I
spun around to face her, my gun still pointed at Rick. “What the hell is your
problem now?”

“Snap out of it!”
She moved closer to me. “Cutter, please don’t do this.”

“I have to.”

She shook her
head. “You don’t. Please, haven’t…” She looked down at the ground. “Haven’t
enough people died for one night?” I could see the guilty look in her eyes,
like maybe if she could save this man it could somehow make up for the life she
had taken earlier today.

The world didn’t
work that way.

And the sooner she
learned that the better off she would be.

“What do you think
is gong to happen when he leaves here?” I stepped back, waving the gun in the
air. “You think he’s just going to forget the whole thing happened and that no
one is going to come after me?”

“I’m not going to
tell anyone! I swear!”

“You shut the fuck
up.” I waved the gun in his direction then turned back to Grace. “He’s gong to
tell his cop buddies and then they are going to come after me and if they can’t
make anything stick then they are going to harass me and my brothers even more
than they already do.” I sighed and glanced down the road. “I can’t have that,
I just can’t.”

“Cutter,” she
pleaded with me. “He’s not going to tell anyone. Come on, let’s just leave, we
can get on Patty and take off. No one will even know we were here.” She was
tugging on my arm, trying to pull me after her.

I pulled away from
her. “God, you really are like a child, Grace. You’re so naïve I don’t even
know how the fuck you survive.” Didn’t she get anything? Did I have to explain
everything to her?

Tears started to
form behind her eyes.

Great, now I had
two crybabies on my hands.

I sighed and
pulled her toward me. “Fine, you want to make nothing into something then you
take care of it.” I shoved the gun in her hand and pointed at the shriveled up
cop on the ground.

“I don’t
understand…”

“Do I have to
spell out everything for you?” I pointed toward the ground. “You’re so worked
up about this so you can be the one to pull the God damn trigger.”

Her mouth hung
open and she shoved the gun into my chest. “You’ve officially lost your mind,
I’m not killing a cop!” She took a step away from me like she might catch
whatever evil I had spun around inside of me.

“You have to.”

“I don’t have to
do anything, Cutter!”

“Are you saying
no?”

“Damn right I’m
saying no!” She threw her hands up in the air. “I’m not going to kill an
innocent man who didn’t do anything to me and you shouldn’t either!”

“Isn’t that what
you just did earlier?”

Her face turned
white. “That was different, he was going to kill me.”

“And? This scum
was going to rape you.”

“We don’t know
that.”

Was she really
stupid enough to believe that?

“Pull the trigger,
Grace.”

She shook her
head. “You aren’t going to make me this time.”

Make her? Was she
joking?

“You’re refusing?”

She nodded. “I
am.”

“Then get out of
here,” I snapped. “I have no use for you.”

She walked over to
my bike and crossed one arm in front of the other. “Fine, then, Cutter, you
know best. I’ll just stand over here out of your way like a good girl.”

“No,” I barked. “I
mean get lost altogether. Figure shit out yourself.”

Fear crept into
her eyes. “You mean?”

“I mean I’m done
with you, I don’t have time for little girl bullshit.”

“You’re done with
me because I won’t kill someone?” She looked dumbfounded. “That doesn’t even
make any sense.” She shook her head. “What the fuck… what the fuck is wrong
with you?”

“Nothing is wrong
with me, I’m fucking perfect. I thought you were special but you’re not, you’re
just like everyone else.” I walked over to the cop and kicked him in the
stomach, digging around in his pocket for his wallet. This was all for the best
anyway, why had I allowed myself to let my guard down for even a second?

Bad boys like me
didn’t go around saving girls and hiding them from their brothers. What the
fuck had I been thinking? Grace had been nothing but trouble since the second
she walked into my life.

I didn’t need her.
I didn’t need anyone but my brothers.

The emotional pull
she seemed to have on me would fade.

Just like
everything else I had cared about in my life.

I finally found the
black leather case and pulled his license out, sticking it in my back pocket.
“Anyone finds out about this or anything happens to me and those beautiful kids
of yours won't live to see another day.” I threw the wallet down on the
concrete and stomped over to my bike.