All Chapters of Savage Sons MC Books 1-5: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

FangWatching her from the road was stalkerish as all hell, I knew that but I just couldn't seem to help myself. I hadn’t rushed back from our pointless meeting with one of The Family’s cronies to be screamed at because I had woken her up. When I knocked on the door of the bar, I wanted her to be happy to see me. Because I had come back quicker just to see her. The interrogation might have been pointless but it had made me realise one thing. Gypsy was special. I might not have known what the future held but I sure as hell wanted her part of it at least to involve her.Unless of course, she told me to get lost.That was a real possibility.I had faced down gunmen, criminals out to take my life and yet this was the scariest thing I had ever had to do. I couldn’t seem to get my body to move off the bike and towards her door.The curtains in the apartment above the bar flicked open and I held my breath. She was awake. That meant I wasn’t about to wake her up and...A man came into v

GypsyI had sworn Bobby to secrecy, but it still played on my mind. What would I do if he went blabbing to Fang or the other Sons? It was pretty clear that he thought I was crazy.After all, how many girls claimed they were legitimately being stalked by a dead ex? Just me, although there might have been a few locked up in a loony bin. Which was no doubt where he thought I belonged. And to make matters worse, none of my staff turned up. It was like one thing after another.“This all seems a little strange.” Bobby sidled up to my side, wiping down already clean glasses. There wasn't much else to do. The place was empty. Which was lucky seeing as I had no staff in.I let my eyes flicker around the room. Usually there were plenty of people in. In fact I hadn't had one quiet night since opening, yet the place was as empty as a graveyard.“What do you mean?”There was a moment of hesitation before Bobby spoke. “This is the only bar in town Gypsy. The. Only. One.”I stared at him dumbfou

FangWatching Gypsy, the way she moved her fingers over The Judge’s wound, was mesmerising. There was no doubt, absolutely none in my mind, that she had done it before. For all of her hippy skirts and sharp little tongue, Gypsy had a past I knew nothing about. The way she tended The Judge just went to prove that fact. “What do we actually know about her?” I whispered to Hansel who had stepped up to the bar by my side. I didn't look at him though. I couldn't drag my eyes away from Gypsy, her bottom lip between her teeth as she concentrated on sewing up the gunshot in front of her. “Nothing, a shell company was the one who bought the bar. I didn’t even see her name anywhere on the paperwork.” He was staring at her the same way I was. With new interest.“She seems awfully at ease doing that,” he added thoughtfully.Yeah, I couldn't agree more. She did seem at ease. More comfortable around blood than she did behind the bar if that was possible. “Yeah, she does,” I admitted. “Do you wan

FangI saw her blink slowly as the meaning behind my words finally began to sink in. Her mouth opened under my thumb, and she gave a startled little sigh.I knew it was a lot to take in; it was a lot for me as well. I had fought against my growing feelings for her for weeks. But I was finally fed up with fighting them.I liked her. Every hippy dippy crazy inch of her. And she liked me back. I knew that. Even when she was spitting venom at me. Sure, it was a volatile relationship, but sometimes the best ones are. She drove me insane with her stubborn ways but they just made me want her more.“Fang,” she finally whispered. “Me and you together makes sense, Sunflower.”She laughed, not a low happy chuckle, but great big belly laughs that filled the quiet room and caused whoever was in the room next door to hammer on the wall angrily. “It makes no sense at all and you know it. We are totally different...”I didn’t want to hear it, so I silenced her with my lips, pushing her back down i

FangBlearily, I opened my eyes. At first I wasn’t sure what had woken me from the deepest sleep I had had for years. And then it sounded again. Someone was hammering the shit out of my closed door. Loud and insistent.Cursing, I swung my legs from the warmth of the bed. Gypsy moaned softly as I slipped away from her. Her hand reached for me.Without thinking, I bent to press a chaste kiss on her forehead. “Go back to sleep.”Where the sudden sweetness had come from I didn’t know. But I didn’t regret it. Something had changed between me and Gypsy, maybe because she was finally being honest with me, or maybe it was simply because I was letting myself actually feel something. Someone knocked again, louder this time.“Alright, I’m coming.” Padding naked to the door, I swung it open, using my bulk to hide whoever was knocking from seeing the room behind me. “Took you long enough.” Hansel’s face was pensive. His eyes flicked past me and I moved myself to block his view more fully. Not