Crash & Burn by Jessica Coulter Smith Read Free Book Online Page B

to get used to being important to someone, as more than just a bargaining chip.
    Burn slid out of bed and helped her to her feet. Crash ran a bath for her, then they both kissed her and went back to the bedroom to put on some clothes and order their lunch. Burn made sure he pulled the bathroom door shut when a knock sounded at the door signaling their food had arrived.
    As Willow dried off, she realized that in a way, all of her dreams had come true.
    She had two princes instead of one, but they had rescued her in every way that mattered, and she hoped that she’d never disappoint them.

Chapter Six

    Burn swung his leg over his bike and stared out into the night. Something didn’t feel right about this mission, but he knew he couldn’t talk Blitz out of it. The Pres had seemed a little ticked when Willow had shown him her mating marks, but Blitz had held up his end of the bargain and Willow was now under protection. Blaze had left Luna at home, which meant Willow was being guarded by three Prospects and Spark.
    “I don’t like this,” Crash said, as he straddled his bike beside Burn.
    “I don’t either, but we have no choice. Blitz is determined to wipe out the Double Deuces.”
    King, their Road Captain, gave the signal to ride out. Crash and Burn fell in line, riding side by side like they always did, and followed their club brothers into the hills.
    As the darkness closed in around them, and they approached the road that would lead them to the cabin and the Double Deuces, a sense of foreboding settled in Burn’s bones.
    He whipped his bike onto the shoulder of the road, with Crash right beside him.
    “What’s up?” Crash asked.
    Burn watched their club brothers zoom past them, not even breaking stride.
    Either they didn’t care that Crash and Burn had broken off, or they were just going to ignore it. Either way, Burn knew he couldn’t continue. Something was wrong and he wouldn’t ignore the burning feeling in his gut.
    “We have to get back home.” Burn turned his bike. “I can’t explain it, but
    something is wrong.”
    “You feel it too?” Crash asked. “Let’s go make sure our mate is safe.”
    Burn nodded and pulled out onto the road, heading back in the direction of the clubhouse. They broke every speed limit along the way. Pulling into the parking lot, the first thing they noticed was the open front door. Burn couldn’t think of a single reason it would be open, unless trouble had come to visit. Other than Spark’s bike, and the bikes belonging to the Prospects, the lot was empty. But that didn’t mean someone hadn’t parked elsewhere and walked onto the property, just like they’d done with the Double Deuces.
    Burn drew his weapon and waited for Crash to do the same, but his brother
    surprised him and began stripping, and then shifted into his tiger form. Probably not a bad idea. They crept through the front door and looked around. There wasn’t so much as even a Prospect in sight, but as they ventured further into the room, Burn caught sight of a Prospect laid out behind the bar, a trickle of blood on his temple from where he’d been knocked out.
    There wasn’t time to see if he was still alive. There were two more Prospects, Spark, and Willow unaccounted for. As they checked room by room, they found more bodies. Only Spark and Willow were still missing by the time they reached the boardroom. Burn looked down at Crash, hoping his twin was prepared for anything.
    He slammed the door open and jumped back just in time to miss the hail of
    bullets that would have hit him if he’d still been standing in the doorway. Crash bounded into the room, letting out a roar as he knocked down a Double Deuce who was standing near the door. Burn slipped inside the room and began returning fire, winging one of the Double Deuces and hitting a second with a headshot.
    His heart hammered in his chest as he stared down the man who held Willow
    hostage. Spark was tied to a chair and looked plenty pissed.