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  “Yep, let me put this piece of shit down.” I aimed my gun at the back of his head- and pulled the trigger. Once, twice, three times. Just to make sure that pussy wasn’t coming back.

  We packed up and headed onto the next room to take care of business.

  CHAPTER 27

  ~ Roxy ~

  My father took us back to the clubhouse where a few of the Old Ladies cleaned me up. I was given a fresh pair of clothes, food and water. My hand caressed my lower abdomen; hoping baby DeLuca was safe. I would have to set up a doctor’s appointment as soon as I could.

  Hunter and Nicole came in next. She looked different, interesting. I’ll have to ask her about that. Hunter guided her into the clubhouse by the small of her back. As soon as Nicole’s eyes saw me, she broke out into a run and hugged me tightly.

  “Oh my God! Thank God, you’re alright,” she cried into my hair as I soothed her. This was my sister from another mother- I loved this bitch. We were going to be alright.

  “The guys?” I looked over at Hunter.

  “They’re on their way back, should be here any minute. They had me call the doctor in for Chase and Jeremy.”

  “Jeremy?” Nicole pulled away and looked over at Hunter with worry.

  “Yeah, they were both shot. They’ll be okay, sweetheart.” Hunter smiled over at her. Nicole’s tension eased as she held onto my hand and we sat on the couch and waited for their arrival.

  Moments later I could hear the rumble of bikes approaching. The garage door rose and they flooded in. The engines cut and we all stared at the door waiting to greet them. My knees nearly collapsed beneath me as I saw our men come in. Bruised, bloodied, and battered. All for getting me back. This is my family and I love them all. My eyebrows drew together as I hadn’t seen Jeremy or Chase come in. Then I saw the Prospects bringing in Jeremy, one guy under each arm. He was gripping his shoulder.

  “Oh my god.” Nicole and I both gasped and ran to him.

  “I’m fine, just get me a fucking doctor.” Jeremy tried to walk on his own, and teetered back onto his support team.

  “You heard him!” Nicole shouted and followed them to the back room.

  I shook my head and felt a warm hand graze my arm. I quickly turned to find those green eyes.

  “Chase,” I barely whispered as I threw myself into his arms. He groaned loudly. Shit, I forgot, he’s shot.

  “Baby, wait until I have this bullet out of me, then you can jump my bones,” he chuckled. I held onto him, gazing up at him. He held me close, cupping my face. His thumb moved back and forth over my cheeks. His eyes searched my face; Chase lowered his mouth to mine. He kissed me as if it were the first kiss after being away at war for years. His large hand lowered to my abdomen and his fingers smoothed my top down, and he smiled. So damn sexy.

  “We are taking you to the doctor tomorrow to check on our bambino.”

  “How about we get you to a doctor first? You are shot, if you haven’t forgotten.”

  “Believe me, it’s nothing. It hurts me more to have seen him lay hands on you.” I lowered my gaze to his chest. But he tipped my chin up.

  “Did you?” I started to ask my question, but stopped myself. I felt as though I already knew the answer. All Chase did was nod and pull me to him by the nape of my neck, he hugged me to his chest.

  ~ Nicole ~

  “There is so much blood,” I cried out as I saw his soaked white t-shirt.

  “Relax, Nic.”

  “What the fuck do you mean relax?” I took his cut and folded it over my lap and watched the club doctor cut off Jeremy’s shirt.

  “It’s not all mine.” He groaned as they rolled him to his side toward me. A Prospect brought him a bottle of whisky and a cigarette. I immediately ripped the smoke from his lips and threw it back at the Prospect.

  “What are you trying to give him lung cancer too?” Jeremy chuckled at me, and then winced in pain.

  “What did you mean that it’s not all your blood?” I turned my attention back to him, patting his face with a cool rag. Good God, his body-focus Nicole.

  “What do you think?” He was getting smart.

  “Don’t talk to me like that, you prick. If your ass wasn’t shot already, I’d be kicking it all over this room.” I went to throw the rag down.

  “Nicole.” He grabbed my wrist, preventing me from dropping the cool rag. He pulled it to his upper chest, urging me to keep going.

  “Jeremy,” I said flatly. I felt his hand graze my cheek. By now I’m sure it is a lovely shade of violet.

  “The one who did this…” I looked up at him. His gray eyes went serious. “Doesn’t have fingers to touch another woman. Hell, he isn’t even alive anymore. For fucking touching you.” His thumb trailed down my cheek and over my parted lips. Oh God, I fucking want him.

  “You did that for me?” My hand stilled on his chest.

  “Fuck yeah. No one gets away with that shit and gets to live.” I took a deep breath as I leaned further into him. I closed my eyes as he met me the rest of the way, then the door flew open. Startled, I sat up to see Hunter watching us.

  “Hunter,” I stammered. He looked from me to Jeremy and then back to me. I curled my lips behind my teeth. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment. My moment of weakness and I fucking made out with Hunter the hunk.

  “Here are some pain killers.” He slammed the bottle down on the table by me. Jeremy looked from me to Hunter and back to me, recognition passed over his face, then anger. Hunter shook his head and left the room. I avoided Jeremy’s gaze burning into my face.

  “Why don’t you go get your little boyfriend?” Jeremy took a long swig of the whiskey, and then slammed the bottle on the table, wincing in pain as the doctor was sewing him up.

  “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” I opened the bottle and gave him 2 pills. He grabbed them greedily. Dick.

  “I think you already know. Look, I don’t need you to babysit me. I got this.” I flinched as his words stung me.

  “I don’t fucking get you sometimes. You’re such a fucking asshole,” I yelled down at him.

  “Go run along, Nicole. We’re done here.” He shooed his hand at me.

  “Fine. I’ll just take Hunter up on his offer.” I walked to the door and turned around. “Don’t worry, I’ll be out of your house soon enough too.”

  “Yeah, you’ve already overstayed your welcome.”

  Son of a bitch! I slammed the door behind me, storming out of the clubhouse and over to Hunter’s truck. There his handsome self was leaning against the driver’s side door. He had one foot propped up on the door, and he looked up at me with those dark eyes.

  “Please get me out of here.”

  “Sure you got permission?”

  “Don’t fuck with me right now, Hunter.” I stormed over to him. Getting in his face.

  “God damn, you’re fucking sexy when you’re mad. Come on, I’ll take your mind off it, beautiful.” He grinned up at me and led me over to the passenger side, opening up the door for me.

  At least someone fucking cares and has the balls to step up to the plate. I looked out of the passenger window thinking of Jeremy’s last statement, “We’re done here.” I felt that all too familiar ache in my chest. That is the last time he hurts me.

  EPILOGUE

  “Where is she, Nicole?” Chase’s green eyes glared down at her; she could see the muscles in his jaw flex. He was breathing deep through his nostrils.

  “I don’t know. She seemed upset when I talked to her on the phone earlier this week. How far can a five month pregnant lady go?” She looked him in the eye- his palm slammed the wall above her head, causing Nicole to jump.

  “Jesus Christ, Nicole. I haven’t heard from her in almost 48 hours. You’re her best friend, call her and find out where she is so I can go get her. She shouldn’t be alone at a time like this.” Chase backed off Nicole, feeling bad he was taking his aggression out on her.

  “Don’t you fucking take it out on me, Chase.” Her small
finger poked his chest. She speed dialed Roxy. “Her phone went straight to voice mail,” Nicole stated as she hung up.

  “Fucking- A.” Chase ran his hand through his hair, storming out of the club and sat on his bike. Staring down at his phone, he sent up a silent prayer that Roxy would call. He dialed her.

  “This is Roxy, leave me a message.”

  Chase hesitated to speak. “Baby, we will figure this out. I need you. Please…just come home.” He hung up the phone, sliding it back into his pocket. And headed to his home; the house that Roxy moved into after they had rescued her from the Devil’s MC. The house they made into their home. He hated being there without her, without them.

  Just earlier that week they had gone to a prenatal doctor’s appointment. The doctor gave them the chances of the baby being Chase’s or Jake’s. Fifty-fifty wasn’t what Roxy wanted to hear. Chase had no doubt that baby she was carrying was his, a De Luca baby. She took off after their appointment, and he hasn’t heard from her since.

  Panic set in as he took off to the clubhouse. He was going to go find his woman.

  Roxy saw the back to back missed calls from Nicole and Chase. Her heart sank as she kept on driving further away from disappointing Chase, her family, and the MC.

  ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

  First and foremost, a HUGE thanks to my husband for all of his love and support through this journey. This has been such a big accomplishment in so many ways. I definitely didn’t think that this was possible, and to have your support, means the world to me.

  A big thanks to my Editor, Mandy Smith at Raw Books. What a woman!! Thank you for taking me under your wing. Your guidance has been appreciated! You have opened my eyes as a new Indie Author. Thank you so much for getting Burning Desire out into the world. Your recommendations have been terrific! I will note for the future reference- no jumping into showers!

  Thank you to Brenda Gonet at Gonet Designs for a SMOKIN’ HOT cover!! The Condemned Angle book covers are amazing!! Thank you so much!

  Zoey Derrick, for accepting my first book, and being so nice and available! You’re fantastic!

  Also, a big thank you to the readers! For giving Burning Desire a chance! I hope that you all loved it as much as I loved writing the story! This has been such an amazing and exciting process. I hope to keep you all on your toes for book #2, Ride Hard!

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  This book is the first book in a three part series.

  COMING SOON:

  RIDE HARD

  CONDEMNED ANGELS #2