Needing Her (Savage Brothers Second Generation #6) Read Online Jordan Marie

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Biker, MC Tags Authors: Series: Savage Brothers Second Generation Series by Jordan Marie
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Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 100225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 501(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
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“No,” I deny at once. “I’ve been wanting to come home for years. I worked until I fulfilled all my obligations. Returning to Kentucky has always been my plan. Deke being an asshole and slapping me was just proof I was making the right decision.”

“If he tries shit again. He’s dead, Thea.”

“Mattie, his family⁠—”

“His dad can’t do shit if there’s no body and no way to prove I was there. He does one more thing, you tell me. Promise me you’ll do that.”

“Mattie—”

“Do it, Champ. That’s the only way I drop this.”

“Fine,” I huff, knowing that I’m mostly lying. I won’t allow my big brother and my father to be hurt by Deke.

“Fuck, Flame, these wings are the shit. I don’t give a shit if Breaker tries to break my kneecaps. I’ll put my cut on your back tonight if you feed me this shit every night,” Raze practically moans while biting into another wing as if he hasn’t had a bite to eat in months.

I giggle. I can’t help it, and that’s all it takes to have the tension in the room lifting. Mattie ruffles my hair. Usually, I’d slug him for doing that, but tonight I let it slide. It feels good having my big brother close again. I’ve missed him.

I’ve missed home…

Chapter 7

Dom

“Hey Raze. You got anything planned tonight? I was thinking of going for a ride, maybe heading to Somerset. They’re having that cruise-in thing,” I mutter. “You’re welcome to join too, Joker,” I ask as I plop down in a seat. We’re in the clubhouse, which is mostly empty except for the prospects cleaning the joint up from last night. There’s a twinkie behind the bar, but I’m not drinking. I grabbed some coffee out of the kitchen. After waking up with Gabby in the fucking motel bed with me a week ago, I may never drink again.

“Sounds fun, but I have plans,” he says.

I arch an eyebrow at that, looking over my buddy. “You hooking up with Candy on the regular now?” I ask, mentioning the cute red-headed stripper he has had an on and off thing with over the last year.

“Nah, I haven’t seen Candy in a month.”

“You were at Pussy’s with me last week. You cut out early, so I just assumed you were hooking up,” I argue.

“Nope. I only came to try and talk you out of drinking yourself into a coma. You weren’t listening, so I left.”

I rub the back of my neck. “I didn’t need a babysitter,” I argue, lying through my damn teeth.

“Regardless, you’re on your own now. I’ve got better things to do.”

He’s got a grin on his face that I’ve never seen before. Shit, have I been so drunk that I haven’t noticed my brother finding a woman? I never thought I’d see Raze find an old lady. He’s some of the twinkies’ favorite dick. I take a moment to think back and realize he’s been kind of quiet in the club for a while now. Hell, I can’t remember him hooking up with anyone for at least a month. I mean, I don’t normally watch or keep track of where my brothers stick their dicks. Still, the fact there’s been that big of a change in Raze… damn. “She must be a hell of a woman.”

That smile he had before stretches wider. “You have no fucking clue.”

“Raze is in love,” Joker mutters, as stoic as ever. The bastard seems so cold I swear he could freeze water into ice with just one breath.

The man in question smirks at Joker. “Not quite there yet, but Flame is one hell of a lady. I’m taking her out tonight.”

“Taking her out? Jesus Christ, are you actually doing the whole dating thing?” I ask, wondering if I drank so much my brain is now fried.

“Yep. Taking her to dinner and a movie. The whole nine yards.”

“A movie? You’re going to sit in a theater and watch a movie?”

“Yeah, so what?”

I shake my head. “Nothing, I guess. Just didn’t see you as that type.”

“For the right woman, a man can change.”

“Yeah, well,” I mutter. “I’ve sworn off women.”

Raze bursts out laughing. Hell, even Joker—who rarely smiles—laughs.

“Man, you can’t go a week without sex.”

“That’s the old me. The one that didn’t realize that women are poison,” I mutter, draining what’s left of my coffee.

“Just the wrong ones,” Raze argues. I roll my eyes.

“How long have you known this bitch?”

“Flame’s not a bitch. Watch your mouth,” Joker growls.

My eyebrows shoot up and I’m sure my shock is etched on my face. This chick has Raze and Joker tied to her? God, this is a recipe for disaster. If anyone should know that, it’s me. “You hung up on her too?” I ask.

“No, but if Raze fumbles the ball, I’ll be there to take over.”


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