Page 308 of Savage Brothers MC: Tennessee Chapter

“Fine, I’d lock your ass in rehab until you got clean.If you refused to go, I’d lock you in the basement and fight your withdrawals with you.Either way, I’d get you back, Ice.It’s a moot point, however, because you’re not addicted to anything but my dick.Now, let’s move on.”

“You mean that, don’t you?You’d stay by my side, even with that between us.”

“Ellie, I told you nothing can separate us, but you.”

“I’ve been so stupid…”

“Ellie…”

“What you do, the things you’re called on to do, Liam…theystillscare the crap out of me.”

“Ellie—”

“But,I’ve been without you all this time and I’ve been miserable.I didn’t even know how miserable until you showed up and I was around you again.”

“Ellie—”

“I was wrong, Liam.I should have waited and talked with you.I should have given us a chance to work through my fears and I didn’t…”

“Does this mean you’re coming back to me, Ellie?”I ask her, my heart squeezing tightly in my chest.I need her to say yes.I’m not letting her get away from me again, but it sure as hell would make things a lot easier if she admits she belongs with me sooner rather than later.

“There are still things we need to work through.Can we take time to do that?You’ll be here in Arizona anyway, right?Can you give that to me, Liam?”

I hold the side of her face, bending down until our noses are touching.I close my eyes and calm my thoughts.

“I’m here for as long as it takes to prove to you that you belong home in Tennessee with me.”

“Liam?”

“Yeah, baby?”

“I’m going to kiss you now.I’m not giving you a choice, more of a heads up,” she murmurs, and I laugh.

In the end, we meet each other for the kiss.

Chapter19

Ellie

“Slush,can you get that carton I left on the dolly in my office?”I ask the new daytime bartender.He’s a good kid.Definitely a kid.I mean, I’m not over the hill by a longshot, but he’s barely old enough to serve.His name is Billy, but for some reason he insists everyone call him Slush or Slushie.I shake my head again at just the thought.

Maybe I am older than I want to admit.

“Sure thing, ma’am.”

I close my eyes.Oh my God!ma’am?I am old.

“Darn it,” grumble under my breath.It wasn’t that long ago I was making boys like him beg for my attention,” I grumble under my breath.

“You don’t need a boy, you need a man.”

My gaze immediately jerks to the man that just sat at the bar.I don’t know him, and yet there seems something familiar about him.He’s older, much older than me.If I had to guess, I’d say late forties, maybe even early fifties.He wears it well.He has black hair that is slightly long.It’s a jet black which might not be natural, but is appealing.He also has a goatee, which I always thought were weird, but on him, it’s a good look.

“Sorry, I didn’t realize we had a customer.It’s usually pretty quiet in here the first hour we’re open.”

“Don’t apologize.I’m enjoying the view,” he says and his grin borders on lecherous.He thinks he’s being flirty.With his looks, I’d imagine it works for him often.It doesn’t work on me, however.I’d like to say it’s because I have Liam in my life again, but the truth is something about this guy spells bad news and not in a hot night and regrets in the morning kind of way.

I jump down off the step ladder, wiping my hands on the cut-off jeans that I’m wearing.

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