SAVAGE LOVE (A Back Down Devil MC Romance Novel) (13 page)

“
Cute,
”
Miller whispered.

He walked to the alcove and grabbed
the sleeping bag. He quietly rolled it up and put it on the other side of the
bed. Adding a few pillows, Miller made it so if Beck did try and roll anywhere,
he wouldn
’
t fall off the
bed and hurt himself.

Then Miller reached down and
touched the baby
’
s warm
head.

What a horrible feeling racing
through his body.

I
’
m going to kill your father. Because if I
don
’
t, he
’
s going to kill you. He
’
s going to kill your
mama. He
’
s a
bad guy. But you
’
re
not going to be a bad guy, kid. No way in hell. I
’
ll make damn sure of that.

Miller felt his throat tighten. He
shut his eyes, blocking fucking tears.

Fucking tears.

Miller hadn
’
t even cried when Griffin was killed.

He sucked in a breath and took his
hand from the baby. He walked to the other side of the bed and pulled on the
covers, making sure Ella was tucked in. Leaning down, Miller stuck his nose to
her hair and smelled.

Fucking Ella. My fucking Ella.

He pulled away, resisting the urge
to kiss her cheek.

He went to the closet and quietly
found the cot and grabbed himself a blanket and pillow. Leaving the small light
on on the nightstand, Miller left the room and set up shop right at the door,
as promised. He put his gun under the pillow and stared up at the ceiling.
Through the hallway he could hear the echoing sound of the clubhouse still
partying. A piece of him wanted to go out there and just get annihilated drunk.
Then he could wake up next to some
reliever
and swim in that pool of
guilt.

Better yet, Miller would find a way
to safely move Ella and Beck. Get them out of the state to hide somewhere until
the storm blew over. Maybe she had some family.

Yeah, right.

Miller knew about her family. She
was goddamn alone.

“
Not
anymore, darling,
”
Miller
whispered.

He shut his eyes and pictured Ella
sitting on his motorcycle, topless, biting her lip. Ready for him. Begging for
him.

He warned her then about tempting
his biker heart
…
and he
’
d do it again if he had to. But
it was already too late, wasn
’
t
it?

twelve.

Ella opened her eyes and saw Beck
smiling at her. He had a handful of her hair and pulled it to his mouth,
chomping on his own fingers as he bit her hair. Smiling big, Ella inched
forward and  kissed Beck until he let out a shrieking giggle. She pulled her
hair away from his small, exploring grip and then dangled it in front of him.

“
What
are you doing?
”
she asked.
“
Huh? Tell me. Tell Mommy.
”

Beck
’
s
eyes went wide. He let out a
oohh
sound.

“
You
like my hair? Do you want long hair?
”

Beck gurgled and waved his hands.

“
Maybe
your own little leather cut,
”
Ella said and laughed at herself.

She rolled to her back and let out
a breath. She couldn
’
t
remember the last time waking up in such a good mood. There was no good reason
to be in a good mood either. She was in danger. Beck could be in danger. But
what happened with Miller?

Whew.

Ella ran a hand across her
forehead. She was getting heated just thinking about it. His commanding
strength and touch. Carrying her to the bed. Turning her around.

She had needed that so fucking bad.

Ella pushed herself up and sat
there. She noticed the collection of sleeping bag and pillows next to Beck.

Had Miller done that?

Ella grinned.

She got out of the bed and checked
for evidence of Miller.

There was none.

Where did he sleep then?

Wherever the hell he wanted. He was
the President. He could be with anyone. Anytime.

Beck let out a whine.

Ella set her attention to the baby
and lifted him up. She bounced him and kissed his slobbery mouth, making loud
noises. He grabbed at her cheeks, his little nails scratching at her, making a
gurgling noise as he laughed.

“
Come
on,
”
she whispered.
“
Let
’
s go for a walk.
”

Ella opened the door and almost
tripped.

There was a cot there. Nobody was
inside it though. A blanket was thrown off it, as though someone had been
there.

Miller had been telling the truth.
He had slept there.

“
Oh,
Miller,
”
Ella whispered.

“
M
…
m
…”
Beck said.

Ella walked down the hall. Her eyes
were laser focused, wanting to find Miller. Just to make sure he was okay. And
maybe to find out where he was. Oh, and to talk about the mind blowing sex.
Because that could never happen again. They had to set boundaries. Things could
go back. It just wasn
’
t the
same right now.

Slowly creeping toward the bar,
Ella poked her head around. There was a handful of people sitting around the
large open area.

A young guy behind the bar saw her.
He threw a towel over his shoulder.
“
Morning.
Let me get you something to eat and drink. Coffee? OJ?
”

“
Coffee,
please.
”

“
Food?
”

“
Not
yet. I think.
”

“
Okay,
”
the guy said with a smile. His
leather cut was completely blank. That meant one thing.
Prospect.
“
What about the baby there? What
does he take? A shot of whiskey in the morning?
”

Ella laughed.
“
Maybe a week ago when he was
teething. But right now, he
’
s
okay. Thank you.
”

“
Sure
thing, ma
’
am.
”

“
You
don
’
t have to call
…”

The prospect disappeared.

He returned with a coffee for Ella.
He then put the towel in front of his face and dropped it, making a face at
Beck. The first two times, Beck wasn
’
t
sure what to do. But the third time the humor set in and Beck smiled big.

“
Ah,
he
’
s cute as hell.
”

“
Thank
you.
”

“
Okay,
leave her alone. She
’
s got
a kid already. And you don
’
t
even have a patch.
”

Ella saw two women approach the bar
and sit down.

Oh, no. Fuck no. Not club whores
…

“
Don
’
t mind us,
”
one said.

“
I
love babies,
”
the other
said.

The first put a hand out to touch
Beck and Ella pulled away.
“
I
’
m
…
sorry
…”

“
Don
’
t be. You don
’
t know where I
’
ve been.
”

“
Well,
yeah. I mean, without sounding rude
…”

“
I
’
m Emily,
”
she said.
“
I
’
m with Gaige. It
’
s okay, I promise. I wouldn
’
t let any
reliever
come
within ten feet of my baby.
”

“
Oh.
I
’
m sorry. I should have
known.
”

“
And
I
’
m Mia,
”
the other woman said.
“
I
’
m
with Nate. I
’
m kind of new
to all this.
”

“
I
’
ve been around long enough,
”
Emily said.
“
It
’
s
all background noise to me.
”

Ella smiled.

You both have no idea how long I
’
ve been around this.

“
This
is Beck,
”
Ella said.

“
Oh,
what a perfect name,
”
Emily
said.
“
Look at him.
”

Beck smiled, loving the women and
loving the attention.

“
I
’
m not into the whole kid thing,
”
Mia said.
“
I love babies because they
’
re just innocent and cute. Do
you need anything? I mean, we know you kind of came here last night. Is there
anything we can get you?
”

“
No,
”
Ella said.
“
I think I
’
m okay. I have everything. Or at least everything I
could grab at the last second.
”

“
I
’
m sorry,
”
Emily said.
“
For
whatever happened. Especially with a baby.
”

Ella nodded. It was almost
refreshing to have other women near her. And they were part of the club. They
were able to deal with everything that happened. All the violence and bad
stuff. Maybe, even for a second, it gave Ella a sense of hope.

Casually, she looked around the
clubhouse and then asked,
“
Do
you know where Miller is?
”

“
No,
”
Mia said.
“
We try to stay out of the club
stuff if we can.
”

“
It
’
s easier to just go with the
flow of everything,
”
Emily
added.

“
I
see that,
”
Ella said.

She finished her coffee and ate a
small breakfast. Talking with Emily and Mia was beyond refreshing by then; it
was comforting. They were real, honest, and they understood everything Ella
felt. Even still, they didn
’
t
realize Ella had a history with Back Down Devil MC that went far and deep.

The clubhouse started to come to
life a little as Ella ate. More guys appeared, most of them looking for a glass
of water, some pain meds, some of them going straight back to where they left
off, ordering a beer or even a shot of booze. They all seemed to have something
to do though. That was always something that fascinated Ella about the MC life
- they partied so hard but they woke up with a purpose and a plan. They all
knew that it wasn
’
t just an
image to look cool and sexy with a motorcycle and a leather cut. All their
lives were at stake, all the time, no matter what.

Ella couldn
’
t help but watch all the guys come and go. And she
would have stayed right there at the bar until Miller came back if it wasn
’
t for Beck starting to punch and
whine.

“
It
’
s okay,
”
Ella said and bounced Beck on her lap.

“
I
’
ll hold him,
”
Emily offered,
“
if you don
’
t mind.
”

“
Oh,
sure,
”
Ella said.

Emily took Beck and sat him on the
bar.
“
Look at those eyes.
They can say whatever they want about blue eyes, but these brown eyes are going
to break a lot of hearts.
”

Beck let out a
goo
sound and
waved his hands.

“
See?
”
Emily said.
“
He knows already.
”

“
He
’
s definitely cute,
”
Mia said.

“
Thank
you both,
”
Ella said.
“
He
’
s
special.
”

Emily kept talking to Beck, making
noises with him, making him giggle and yell. Then Beck leaned forward, clawing
at Emily
’
s cheeks.

“
He
wants a kiss,
”
Emily said
with a big smile.

Beck moved down, his mouth hitting
Emily
’
s chin. He then let
out a whine and Ella stood up. Before Ella could say a word, Beck
’
s right hand grabbed at Emily
’
s breast. His mouth opened and
he made noises, trying to get to Emily
’
s
chest.

“
I
think he
’
s hungry,
”
Ella said.
“
Sorry.
”

Emily laughed.
“
Not the first guy to grab my
chest at a bar. I won
’
t
tell Gaige though.
”

“
I
bet he could kick Gaige
’
s
butt,
”
Mia said with a
grin.

“
I
’
ll take him somewhere and feed him,
”
Ella said.

Emily lifted Beck to Ella.
“
Sorry, Beck. Nothing coming out
of my mine.
”

Ella laughed at that. She took Beck
and turned him around.
“
Let
’
s get you some breakfast.
”

“
Mind
if we tag along?
”
Emily
asked.
“
If you need any
help
…”

“
Oh,
I
’
m fine. But, yeah, sure,
you can come with me. I
’
m
just going to Miller
’
s room
I guess. I
’
m not going to
whip my boob out here in the middle of the bar.
”

They then all walked back to Miller
’
s room. Ella secretly hoped
Miller would be there waiting for her. He
’
d
then order Emily and Mia away. Then they could be alone and talk. There was so
much lingering from last night and it went far beyond the hot sex.

When they got to Miller
’
s room, it was exactly how Ella
had left it, the cot outside the door and everything. Inside, Emily and Mia
kept their distance as Ella sat on the edge of the bed and set herself up to
feed Beck. To her it was all routine. But when she caught Emily and Mia staring
with wide eyes, she remembered that not everyone experienced this.

Beck quickly became comfortable and
he ate.

“
You
look like you want to ask me a hundred questions,
”
Ella said.

“
I
don
’
t know,
”
Mia said.
“
I
’
m
amazed.
”

“
Does
it hurt?
”
Emily asked.

“
It
does a little now that he
’
s
teething,
”
Ella said.

“
How
long do you do it for?
”
Mia
asked.

“
Until
he
’
s full.
”

“
I
meant
…
his age
…”

“
Oh,
”
Ella said.
“
I don
’
t know. I think I have bigger problems right now.
”

“
Yeah,
true,
”
Mia said.

“
Can
I help with anything?
”
Emily asked.
“
I feel like a
creep standing here, looking.
”