Page 14 of Savage Brothers MC: Tennessee Chapter

“What do you want to know?”

“Where did you grow up?”

“New Orleans.”

“Why doesn’t that surprise me?”she laughs.“Was your mother a voodoo priestess?”

“Fuck no,” I laugh.“But those women scare the fuck out of me.”

“It’s not very manly to admit a woman scares you,” she points out.

“Christ.Have you seen some of those women?I swear it’s enough to make your balls shrivel up.”

“I don’t really know about that, since I don’t have that particular part on my anatomy.”

“Thank God for that, woman.”

“You’re horrible,” she laughs.“Okay, so what was your mom like?”

“She’s truly one of the best people I’ve ever known in my life.”

“That surprises me,” she responds, pulling her legs up against her chest.Her gaze studies me and I leave myself open.I want her to be able to see everything.I don’t want secrets between us, and I know that keeping them is not the way to make her feel safe with me.

“Why is that?”

“Well, you’re a biker.Every biker I’ve ever met has childhood issues.”

“Have you met many bikers, Angel?”

“I’ve known my fair share.”She shrugs, and something about the way she says that piques my interest, but I decide to let it slide for now.

“Hate to break it to you, but my old man is a pistol who retired from the army and still gives everyone around him hell, and I had the sweetest mother ever to take a breath.”

“Had?”she asks, quick to pick up on my words.I like that.It shows she’s really paying attention.

“She passed away two years ago.Breast cancer.”

“Oh, Logan, I’m so sorry.”

“Life is hard, Angel.She was a good woman, she got a shitty draw that she didn’t deserve, but she fought like a warrior.Cancer is a fucker that doesn’t give up sometimes.”

“I know,” she whispers, her face sad.

“What’s your story, Torrent?”I ask, knowing she has one.

“My brother.He had a brain tumor.”

“Motherfucker.”

“Yeah, it was bad,” she answers.Her voice catches and I see the cost of those memories on her face.I reach out and take her hand, needing to touch her.When she doesn’t pull away, I press my luck and gather her up and pull her into my lap.I hold her close.“It broke my father.He became someone I didn’t recognize for a while.Luke—my brother, got so bad there at the end.He couldn’t talk to say anything to us.He didn’t have control over his body.Even touching him brought him pain.The night before he died he would get so scared if we weren’t right beside him.He couldn’t talk, but his eyes followed Dad everywhere,” she whispers, tears rolling down her face.

“I’m sorry, Angel.I’m so sorry.”

“I never saw my dad cry until then, Logan.And he didn’t just cry… He emptied his soul out with tears as we said goodbye to my brother.”

I don’t know what to say to that, so I continue to hold her, stroking my hand up and down her back, trying to bring her comfort.Inside I can’t help but think this is another sign that Torrent is meant to be mine.

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