RAGE: President & First Lady Of The Death Dealers MC (63 page)

***Einstein***

I do.

At thirty-three, those are two words I thought I would have
said by now. But here I am, no wife; not even a girlfriend. Not even a
prospective girlfriend. This is why I hate going to weddings, but there is no
way I would miss this one.

My best friend is married. I can’t believe it. I just
watched Gage Hunter, the man who’s always said he’ll never have an old lady or
a kid, stand before a priest with a grin on his face. Not only that, but Raven
is six weeks into her pregnancy. That’s right—a woman
and
a baby. I
couldn’t be happier for him. We’ve been best friends forever so it’s great to
see him find his true love and settle down, start a family.

So why am I jealous?

Don’t get me wrong, I love Raven like a sister, and Gage is
my brother. I guess I’m envious of what he has. Everything he’s never wanted is
everything I’ve always craved. I want an old lady. I want the kids, and the
house with the white picket fence. I want it all. I just can’t seem to find the
right woman. I’m a doctor; the fucking holy grail of husbands and I can’t find
a wife. It’s not from a lack of trying either. I haven’t fucked a Hound in
years. Don’t see the point in wasting my time. I’d rather jack off than have
meaningless sex every night. Being around my brothers, I know I’m in the
minority, but at least now my best friend will understand. If I told Gage any
of this shit before Raven, I’d be the constant butt of his jokes. Just look at
him now.

Maybe being a member of the MC is what’s holding me back.
Men like us don’t exactly attract the “right kind” of women. But Gage gives me
hope. Raven is a good woman and they’re perfect for each other. I just need to
wait. Patiently.

My best friend, however—always impatient—is rushing out the
door with his new bride. Fucker couldn’t even wait for his own wedding
reception to end.

“Hey, Einstein.”

I turn to find Ellen, Gage’s sister, smiling up at me. “Hey,
beautiful. Great party you put together here.”

She blushes. It can’t be because I called her beautiful,
because I do that all the time. Maybe I’m misreading her expression. She must
be flattered at the compliment about the reception. She’s just starting out,
but from what I’ve seen, her event planning business will be a huge success.

“Thanks. Um… wanna dance?”

“Sure.”

I take her hand, twirling her as I lead her to the dance
floor. She giggles, but it’s cut short when I tug her into my arms. Hers curl
around my neck as she leans in close.

“You know, you fill out that suit pretty nicely, Dr.
Emerson.”

“Well, it can’t always be leather and jeans now, can it?”

“I guess not.”

She goes quiet, laying her cheek to my chest as we sway to
the music. The scent of her perfume floats into my nostrils as I take a deep
breath. It’s things like this that I look forward to when I have an old
lady—holding her close, slow dancing to our favorite love song, falling asleep
in each other’s arms.

“Einstein?” Ellen says as she tips her face up to meet my
gaze.

“Hmm?”

“How come we’ve never hooked up?”

The question throws me off balance. Where is this coming
from?

“What do you mean?”

“Come on. We’re a walking romance novel—the little sister
and the brother’s best friend. Why hasn’t it happened?”

“Well…” I pause, rattling the notion in my mind. “I guess I
never looked at you that way.” Her eyes fall to my chest and I quickly catch
myself. “You’re a beautiful woman, Ellen. It’s just… you’ve always been Gage’s
little sister. I’ve never thought about it.”

“Will you?” she asks, hope shining in her eyes.

“Will I what?”

“Think about it.”

Clasping her hand in mine, I lead her out of the reception
area to find a quiet place to talk. The place is packed, so I end up heading
outside. When I find a secluded spot, I turn to face her.

“Okay, talk to me, Ellen. What’s going on?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean why, after all this time, you suddenly want to ‘hook
up’?”

“I’m just…” Her shoulders slump in resignation. “I’m lonely,
E. It’s been four years since Eddie died. I need some human contact. Every guy
I know keeps a wide berth because they’re afraid of Gage or Daddy. That, or
they look at me and see Eddie’s old lady. I’m sick of it.”

“Wait… Are you saying there’s been no one since Eddie?”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying. I think my cooch is closing
up from lack of use.”

I chuckle, not only at her turn of phrase, but it proves
she’s Gage’s sister. Just a few minutes ago he told me my dick will fall off
for the same reason.

“You think it’s funny?”

“No, beautiful. I don’t.”

“Why are we even talking right now?” She moves forward,
sliding her hands under my jacket. “We could go back to your place. Mikey is
staying with Chopper tonight.” 

“Ellen…” I carefully remove her hands.

“Oh, God. Not you, too!” she exclaims in exasperation.

“It’s not that. I’m not going to take advantage of you.”

“You’re not. I want this. I just want to have some fun.”

“You can’t—”

“Can’t what?” she demands. “You’re cowards… the whole lot of
you! Outlaw MC my ass. All the men in Stony View, too. If none of you want a ready
and willing woman, I’ll just have to go out and find someone who does.”

I grab her hand before she can storm off. “You need to be
careful, Ellen. Everyone knows who you are. You know how many people out there
would jump at a chance of getting back at the MC through you?”

“Guess I’ll just have to go somewhere where no one knows me
then, huh?”

She twists out of my grip, marching back toward the
building. Fuck me. I follow, intent on keeping a close eye on her. I wasn’t
being dramatic. She could get into serious trouble. Especially since she’s so
small. She can’t be more than 5ʹ3ʺ. Motherfuckers will look at that
as a weakness.

I wasn’t trying to brush her off, either. Ellen is gorgeous.
All that thick, shiny brown hair, sapphire eyes, and a curvy body built for
driving a man crazy. I did mean what I said, though. I’ve never seen her as
more than Gage’s little sister. Hell, she’s been like a little sister to me.

When I walk back into the reception hall, I find her
working—talking to the caterer. Still, I’m not dismissing what she said. In her
emotional state of mind, she might do something she’ll regret. I spot our new
prospect by the buffet and head in his direction.

“Prospect.”

“Yes, sir.”

His plate almost falls from his hand, but he catches it and
gives me his full attention. I jerk my head in Ellen’s direction.

“Keep an eye on her. From now on, you’re her shadow. You see
anything out of the ordinary, you let me know. Got it?”

“Yes, sir.”

I hope she doesn’t make good on her threat, but if she does,
I’ll be there to make sure she’s safe.

END OF EXCERPT

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