Page 156 of Savage Brothers MC: Tennessee Chapter

Which means I’m hurting her.That might bother me a little, but the truth is it’s not about Rory.It’s about my son.He’s all that matters, he’s all that I can let matter to me.

“Noah?”

“Answer the question, Rory,” I order, my voice solid, firm, even cold.

She blinks at me, her face going extremely pale.She drops her fork and pushes her plate away from her, standing up.

“It was on your paperwork when I bailed you out of jail,” she says quietly.

Her wounded voice reaches me and the simplicity of her answer sends a gut check through me.I should have known that.I shouldn’t have freaked out.

“Rory—”

“But, I knew it before then, Noah,” she adds a sick feeling invades my body.

This is it.This is when she tells me that she’s here to help them take my son.This is when everything crashes down.

“Tell me,” I demand, feeling numb inside.

“The principal told me when I tried to pick upyourson and I didn’t know Ryan’s last name,” she answers.

“Rory.”

She rolls her lips together as if to stop more words from coming out.Her eyes are overly bright and that too is a kick to the gut.

“Dad?”

“Yeah, Ry?”

“Why doesn’t Rory call you what my uncles call you?”

I rub the back of my neck, knowing what is coming.

“What do your brothers call you, Noah?”Rory asks quietly.

“Rory—”

“What do they call him, Ryan?”she asks, her gaze locked with mine.

“Diesel,” he answers and maybe I’m just fooling myself, but I think it would be hard for any woman to fake the emotions that move over her face.

Hurt.Surprise.Confusion.

She had no idea who I was.She is who she’s always appeared to be…

That’s a good thing to know, but looking at the hurt in her eyes I have a very bad feeling it doesn’t matter anymore.

Rory is done.

Chapter32

Rory

I’m such an idiot.

I managed to hold my shit together until Noah… Westin…Diesel…left with his son to take him to school.I even managed to smile and hold still while he kissed me goodbye.A light kiss, no lips were open, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t hell to endure just the same.He left and I went straight to my house.I packed an overnight bag and I hopped in my car.

I don’t exactly know where I’m going.It’s probably not Mexico and it’s probably not permanent.Tony hasn’t made a move in over a month.If he was going to, I think he would have by now.Maybe coming back and getting arrested, not to mention the beat down he got from Noah or…whoever-the-fuck-he-is, scared him.Tony’s not used to people standing up to him.He usually stands in my brother’s shadow, content to know my brother will protect him no matter what.

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