Page 3 of Saved By The Mountain Man

Of course, if my dad knew he was still alive, oh yeah, Demon would die for sure. And that wasn’t something I wanted on my head. And truthfully, I don’t think my heart could handle it.

Would probably have a modern-day Romeo and Juliet on his hands. Which would only serve him right in my opinion.

I was half thinking that I could make this trip, no problem, tell me dad I just didn’t want to keep seeing the bikers, that it wasn’t my scene, and that may be the end of it.

Sure, I knew it was a long shot. Even as a kid, once part of the gang, you don’t get out of it. But it wasn’t my choice to join. It was all from my dad.

And now this mess. It was honestly my mistake. Work had been insane the last few weeks and I didn’t get a breather to check my own bike, like I should have. Instead, I went to a shop, paid far more than I should have because they thought I was some dumb bimbo, and had them do a piss poor job.

Here she was, smoking for my efforts.

I might not have been so rushed if my dad wasn’t calling me and hounding me to get my ass back to him. See, I can leave the state of California and Nevada, he cannot. So, it wasn’t like he could come see me for my birthday or anything.

Instead, I had to go to him. I wasn’t sure that was right, but sometimes, fighting him wasn’t worth the headache.

“Just great,” I muttered, staring at the bike and then looking around. At least the town was small enough so I could walk and find someone to help, I’m sure.

With a groan, I pulled my jacket tighter around me and walked up to the place that seemed to be happening, the local bar. I wasn’t sure what to expect as I had never stopped long enough in the town other than to get gas.

With a grunt, I opened the door, and as if in a movie, the music stopped and all heads turned to look at me, the outsider. At least that’s what it felt like, but it wasn’t the case.

In fact, the only head that really turned my way to stare was the one man I couldn’t seem to shake.

If this wasn’t fate giving me a hand, I didn’t know what it was.

With a grin, I walked over and plopped my ass down on the stool next to his, waving my hand at the bartender, and showing him, I wanted the same thing Demon was drinking.

“What the hell are you doing here, Vixen?”

“Passing through, old man. What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be dead, Demon?”

“Demon is.”

I lifted the beer glass to my lips and took a sip, nodding my head at him.

“It’s about time he was too, don’t you think?”

“You’re going to get my ass killed all over again, you know. Everyone believes I’m dead and gone, and here you come, causing trouble like you did the first time.”

I wanted to wince at that because yes, unintentionally, I did cause trouble the first time. It wasn’t like it was my plan. And I sure didn’t mean for this to happen now. If I had known the shop was going to screw me over that badly, I wouldn’t have gone to them.

“I’m sorry, Demon. You know I am. It wasn’t my plan to do that.” I took another swig of my beer and sighed. “It wasn’t my plan now either. In fact, my Babygirl is out there smoking on me and won’t start.”

“Why is she smoking, Brandi?”

I didn’t want to like the sound of my name on his lips because I knew it was a sound I wasn’t going to hear again. I didn’t want to feel the shiver race down my spine. I didn’t want to keep longing for him.

But so far, nothing of that wasn’t going to happen, so I had no choice but to deal with it and pray that he didn’t see what that simple sound did to me.

“Because something got screwed up?”

He slammed his beer down and turned to look at me fully, the scowl evident by the crease of his brows. Even under that glorious bread that I wanted to play with, that I wanted to feel between my legs, I could tell how pissed he was. And believe me, he had every right.

“What got screwed up?”

“I honestly don’t know.”

“What the hell, Brandi?” With that, he shot up and turned to the door, looking back at me. I scrambled up and followed after him. “I taught you how to work on bikes, so how could you fuck this one up?”

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