Devil's Ride

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sorry.” 
     
    He watched her as she drove. She was so beautiful and strong. He wanted to make her his, but he was afraid that she was lost to him forever.
     
    “You will take me back to New Orleans when this is all over and get out of my life?” she asked, not looking at him.
     
    “If that is what you want.” He wanted to beg for a second chance, but couldn’t. He had done all the begging he would with her.
     
    “I will stay in Dallas until you deal with the Bulls. But then I want you to take me home. Do I have your promise?”
     
    “I will. You have my word.”
     
    “Thank you.”
     
    He forced a smile. “I will do anything for you.”
     
    ***
     
    They arrived at the Hound’s clubhouse just before dawn, having driven through the night. Cain had called ahead and the Hounds’ “private” doctor was waiting when they arrived. While Alex watched, the doctor stitched Cain up and shot him full of antibiotics and something else that she said would help with the pain and let him sleep. By the time Alex got Cain home, the drugs had taken effect and knocked him on his ass. She had to help him into his apartment as he was barely able to stand on his own. Cain’s apartment was a one bedroom and he mumbled something about putting him on the couch so she could sleep in the bed, but she dumped him into the bed anyway.
     
    She tugged his boots off before she kicked her own shoes off and crawled into the bed beside him, both of them still fully dressed. He was barely aware of her movement beside him before the drugs took him again and he drifted away into sleep.
     
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Chapter 1
     
    I sat alone in a large comfortable chair, lost in thought. I had spent the last two days in the company of the Hellhounds as Cain worked with the other members, trying to sort out the Bulls problem. I still kept my distance, but they didn’t seem like the murdering type.
     
    Yesterday, while Cain worked the phones, one of the club girls, Cherie, discovered that I left New Orleans with little more than the clothes I had on my back and had organized a shopping trip. Myself, Cherie, Toni and Eva had gone shopping under the watchful eyes of a pair of the Hellhounds.
     
    I found it humorous that the three women ordered the men around, giving them packages to tote, and they meekly complied. Not what I expected from big, bad, bikers. When I asked about it, Toni giggled and whispered into my ear that the men knew they would be well rewarded later that night if they pleased them today.
     
    “Alex, mind if I join you?” Cherie asked, pulling me back to the present.
     
    I waved at a matching chair.
     
    “I thought I would talk to you a few minutes, if you don’t mind.”
     
    “Not at all. What do you want to talk about?”
     
    “You and Cain.”
     
    “What about us?”
     
    “I just wanted talk to the woman that managed to snag Cain. Anyone that can do that is someone I want to get to know.”
     
    “Oh? Why?”
     
    “Because, Alex, I never thought he would take an old lady. He was too much the ladies’ man. Having you show up explains a lot.”
     
    “How so?” I asked, leaning in slightly, curious now.
     
    “He’s changed. He used to have a club girl, or someone else he picked up, every night. But over the last couple of months…I thought he had gotten tired of us and was getting it from somewhere else. I guess he was, but not like I thought. How did you do it?”
     
    “Do what?”
     
    “Get him to make you his old lady. I tried to get him to make me his…hell, all of us tried at one time or another, but we couldn’t do it. What’s your secret?”
     
    I couldn’t explain why, but I felt inordinately pleased with myself. If she only knew, but I wasn’t going to tell her the real reason. “I can’t say. It was his idea,” I said with a shrug, keeping it close enough to the truth that it wasn’t an actual

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