Page 116 of Savage Brothers MC: Tennessee Chapter

“I do and we’ll discuss it later.For now, tell me about your nightmare.”

“Why would I tell you about my nightmare?”

“Because I’m here to listen,” he says easily.

I stare up at the ceiling and I try to process everything, but I’m too tired and way too emotionally spent.

“I’m going to go,” I finally tell him.I’m too on edge to keep my head in a conversation with my irritating neighbor.

“Talk to me, Gorgeous.It’s the only way to get rid of old demons.”

“How do you know it’s about old demons?”I ask him, not really bothering to deny it.

“Because I have them too.We all do in some form or another.”

“Does talking about them help get rid of yours?”I ask before I can stop myself.

“I have way too many for it to work,” he tells me, his voice void of any emotion.

“Maybe I do too,” I whisper into the phone, my hand tightening on it in reflex.

“Never know until you try.”

“You realize the fact that we don’t like each other makes it hard to talk to you.”

“I think youreallylike me and I feel the same so?—”

“I don’t?—”

“Remember I hear you in your bedroom, Rory.”

“I don’t?—”

“I heareverything.”

“I hate you,” I mutter and my breath stalls when I hear Noah laugh.

It’s quiet, but it’s full and with his voice low like it has been…it’s sexy.It causes me to feel flushed and I find myself smiling.Considering where my thoughts have been since I woke up, that’s a miracle.

“Tell me about Tony.”

“Who?”I ask and I wince as I hear the panic in my voice.That warm feeling I had at hearing Noah’s laughter is completely gone now.In its place, is this sick feeling in the pit of my stomach.I look around the room waiting for him to jump out from the dark.

“You were screaming his name and not in the ways that I plan on making you scream.So, tell me, Rory.Who is Tony?”

I sigh.I don’t know why I do, but I decide to tell him.Maybe he’s right and it will help.

“Tony is an asshole.”

“Did you call him F.A.too?”Diesel murmurs and if I wasn’t lost in my past I know I’d smile.

That’s impossible right now, however.

“No, he was a different kind of an asshole.”

“I’m listening,” he says.I stop for a second.I guess I thought he’d say something to piss me off, but he’s listening and he seems to understand this is hard for me.I don’t know why that should make me feel better—but it does.

“He wasn’t cocky.Tony was something else.He was cold.Things were his way and if they weren’t he’d make them his way.”

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