Page 247 of Savage Brothers MC: Tennessee Chapter

“Dani’s there.She’s sleeping now, but she needs you,” Rory tells Crusher.

“Fuck,” he growls, getting up.

Rory watches him leave, her face thoughtful.She doesn’t bother looking at me.

“You going to tell me what in the fuck this is about, Rory?”I growl.

She blinks like she just realizes I’m there and seriously what is that shit about?She still doesn’t talk to me, instead she looks at Connie.

“What exactly did you want to explain to me?”she asks.

“Rory—” I growl.

“I’ll deal with you in a minute,” she says, dismissing me.I’d argue with her, or hell carry her out of here and fuck her until she remembers my damn name—again,but I don’t get the chance.Instead, Connie speaks up.She sits her bony ass on my lap and I’d push her off at this point, but now I want to see exactly where Rory goes with this.

“We all have our roles here in the club, honey.Mine is to make sure the men—allthe men—are happy.They come get a piece of the wild, so they don’t get bored fucking normal…like you.”

“I see.And I’m…normal.”

“I’m afraid so, but if you want I’ll let you watch and take notes while I give Diesel here a ride.”

“That’srealnice of you,” Rory responds.

“I thought so,” Connie answers.

“You forgot one thing.”

“What’s that?”

Rory leans down and wraps her hands in Connie’s hair, pulling her off my lap.Connie stumbles trying to get her hair free of Rory’s hands, but Rory uses her legs to trip Connie, and that along with the hold on her propels Connie onto the floor.

“If Diesel so much as sniffs at your skanky, nasty ass, I wouldn’t touch his cock again,” she growls.

“You bitch!I’m going to?—”

“You’re going to do shit.You disrespected my old lady in her club.You put your bony ass in my lap, when you know I’ve told you for years I want nothing of what you have to offer.You’re done, Connie.”

“You can’t kick me out.This is my home.”

“I’m President, I can do whatever the hell I want to do when it comes to this club.But, I’m not kicking you out.”

“You’re not?”Connie asks, sounding hopeful.

“You’re not?” Rory asks.

“No.I’m leaving your fate up to my old lady.”

“I didn’t know you had claimed her,” Connie mutters.

“I didn’t either,” Rory responds and finally she’s looking at me.

“You apparently forgot what went down the other night.I should probably take you to the doctor for that problem, since you can’t seem to remember my fucking name,” I growl at Rory.

She smiles at that.She fucking smiles, like she thinks it’s a game.

“Enough of this shit.You can decide what happens with this bitch tomorrow,” I growl, standing up, picking Rory up in my arms.

“What are you doing?”she asks, still laughing as she loops her arms around my neck and holds on.

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