Fudge's Sprite: (Brothers of Devil's Comfort MC Book 4)

Fudge's Sprite: (Brothers of Devil's Comfort MC Book 4) by Brair Lake Read Free Book Online

Book: Fudge's Sprite: (Brothers of Devil's Comfort MC Book 4) by Brair Lake Read Free Book Online
Authors: Brair Lake
girl’s weekend away, I hang up on the biker, and turn towards the rest of the party.
    “I guess we might as well head back to the hotel.”
    “Ellie.”
    “Yeah.”
    “I spoke to Inferno and I’m not happy either. But he’s worried that something might happen to one of us. Especially Cassie.”
    “Who’s behind the burglaries Baby Blu?”
    “They think its Tats and a few of his men.”
    Cassie is seven months pregnant, and it had been a hard fought pregnancy. A pregnancy which has taken a lot of years to happen. Despite my anger at Nick not fading, I could understand the club’s concern. The ringing of my cell, draws my attention to the caller id and when I see that it is Nick, I drop the phone back into my bag, and join the girls in the taxi. The hotel may only be a few blocks away, Sundance, however, had been adamant, that we used a taxi for our return journey.
    “Damn it, I don’t think I’m ever going to get laid again.”
    “Shit, Ivy where did that come from?”
    Rayven’s snigger, has us all turning in her direction, drawing us away from Cassie’s question.
    “Shut up Rayven. Dec’s your brother in law and you need to get him under control.”
    Ivy’s desolate tone and slouched posture could be felt in the cab.
    “Ivy, give Dec one night and I’m sure he’ll get over himself.”
    “Rayven are you suggesting I should sleep with that controlling freak.”
    “No Ivy. I’m suggesting you screw his brains out. That way you get laid, and can move on.”
    Rayven’s words had a way of silencing the cab, each one of us deep in our own thoughts. Yeah at this moment, I hated Devil’s Comfort and the men who belonged to it. It was well known that each time Ivy made plans to get away, that somehow either Dec or one of his bros would turn up at wherever Ivy was, and intimidate her date. I guess, I had been lucky that Nick never behaved in that way. There again, he never had to worry. All he had to do was turn up late and knock on my door and I’d let him in. Shit, had I really been such a pushover for him.
     
    DCMC
     
    Before leaving New Orleans there were a couple of things I needed to do. It was surprising how easy it was to find the cemetery where Nick’s parents were buried. What came as a surprise, was that they were buried at opposite positions of the cemetery. A headstone had not been put in place yet for his father, at the moment there was just a plain cross with his name on it.
    “What did you do to him?”
    I did not waste much time at this grave, where a pitiful man lay buried. Instead, I made my way to the other grave and put flowers of her namesake into the empty vase. The headstone was simple
    Lily Winchester
    Beloved Mother
    It was a lonely, sad headstone. Simple, yet it spoke volumes for all that was missing from it. It was time for Nick to stop running and hiding.
    “I’ll take care of him.”
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 6
     
    Crap. It was frustrating, being on the opposite side of Louisiana, to Ellie. After attempting to contact Ellie for the third time, the phone still remained unanswered. I pocketed my cell and went back out to the party at Bear’s. As I grabbed a JB from the bar, I went to join my brothers at the fire.
    “Hi Fudge. Wanna dance?”
    As a biker, and a member of Devil’s Comfort, women’s company has never been hard for me to come by. And normally I did not turn one down. Fuck, in the last eighteen months of sharing Ellie’s bed, I had carried on fucking the biker bunnies that hung around the club. The whore who was standing in front of me, had had, her fair share of men and she belonged to no man.
    “Why do you do it Bunny?”
    “Do what?”
    “Fuck all the men.”
    “I’m a free spirit Fudge. Besides if a man can fuck who he wants, when he wants, why can’t I?
    Bunny, may have asked me to dance, yet her hands were undoing, the Devil’s Comfort insignia buckle of my belt and sliding into the band of my denims. The expert fingers, easily finding

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