Fuse's Hold by E.C. Land (world of reading TXT) 📗

died. Emerson went on to tell me about some other things going on up there in Virginia that I’d been missing. It makes me miss home but not enough to want to leave here. I love my little family, even if here recently I’ve felt something is off. Something I can’t put my finger on. I don’t know.

What I do know right now is that we need to give Lyrica her space and she’ll come to us when she’s ready.

Deciding to speak up before my friends make plans that we can’t stick to, I interrupt. “It’s not a good idea. We need to go at her pace. Let Fuse do his thing in helping her.”

“We’ve got to do something, though. I mean, I miss my friend,” Angelina mutters, her hand going to the small bump she now has.

“I know and I do too, but we push her, and it could very well backfire,” I say, shaking my head slightly.

“Well, what do you suggest we do?” Tiny murmurs, cuddling Ian to her. Her other two were down for a nap in the other room with Owen and Lucy.

“I don’t . . .” I stop when an idea pops into my head. “I’ve got it, but I need to see if there’s anyway possible that it’ll be doable. I’ll go talk with Breaker and Fuse first, then I’ll tell you all what it is,” I say, getting to my feet. “Can you keep an eye on Owen for me?”

“Yeah, he’s fine where he is,” Brielle says with a nod.

“Thanks.” I leave them to go in search of Breaker at the clubhouse.

Inside, I find him instantly and nearly lose my head as he laughs at something one of the strays is saying. He must sense me and looks in my direction. His laughter turned into him smiling at me the way he’s known to do. “Hey, Spitfire,” he murmurs as he comes to me, leaving the stray behind.

“Hey,” I mutter in annoyance.

“Thought you were with the other ol’ ladies.” I just bet he did.

“I was, but I had a thought about something and wanted to talk to you along with Fuse about it,” I huff. I don’t like this feeling of jealousy starting to consume me, but it hurts seeing him talking to the strays the way he’d been when I walked in.

“You okay?” he asks, pulling me closer to him.

“Just dandy,” I mutter with a shrug.

“Now I know you’re not, so tell me what’s going on.” That’s not going to happen.

“I’m fine. I just wanted to see if there was any way possible Burner could come down here. I think he and Ally could help Lyrica. And if anyone could help her through what she went through, it would be them,” I ramble, not wanting to get into it with Breaker. He has a hot temper and I’m stubborn. This makes us the perfect match for each other, I guess you can say.

“Why do you think they’d be able to help?” he asks, his hands tensing around me. I know he’s not one for bringing others into resolving things in the club.

“Because Ally is Hades’ sister. She spent most of her life in captivity and until shit went down with Emerson, they thought she was dead. The horrors she went through weren’t just horrible, they were downright horrifying. Burner is like a tattoo guru that, if you can believe it or not, helps to heal a person through a tattoo gun,” I ramble once again.

“Nora, baby, you know I love you, but I don’t know if this is a good idea. We might be cool with the DRMC, but that doesn’t mean we want them in our business,” Breaker says coolly.

And this is why I knew though I brought the suggestion up to him, he’d shoot it down.

Nodding, I pull out of his arms.

“Well, that’s all I wanted to say, so I’m just gonna let you get back to it and go get our son,” I mutter, not wanting him to know the fact he’s hurt my feelings.

“Spitfire.” His tone seems to be alert. “Something’s going on with you and I want to know what it is.”

“There’s nothing going on.” I shrug.

“Right,” he mutters, narrowing his gaze on me.

Shaking my head, I turn to leave, but he catches hold of me again, pulls me back into him, and slams his mouth down on mine while picking me up. I immediately wrap my legs around his waist as he begins to carry me to our room here in the clubhouse.

Breaking his mouth from mine, he stares into my eyes. “You’re gonna tell me what the fuck’s up with you and you’re gonna do it with my cock inside you, Spitfire. I’m not playing games with you and I sure as hell ain’t putting up with you thinking I’d fuck around on you. Because, baby, you know that shit ain’t me.”

My stomach clenches at the growling tone in his voice. This right here is what I’ve felt missing and to have him do this feels amazing.

Who knows, maybe I can convince him further about what I think would be a good idea.

Chapter Nine

Fuse

Staring after my brother as he carries his ol’ lady from the main room, I contemplate what I overheard her saying about Burner and Ally. I know my brother and I know what he’d been confiding in me and some of our brothers before Tricks came over and started talking.

Out of all the strays, she’s one of the ones who don’t push for shit. In all honesty, she’s happy simply working here at the clubhouse. I don’t even think she’s slept with any of the guys. Otherwise, they’d be talking about it.

After seeing the look on Nora’s face, the one of hurt, when she’d first walked in to see Breaker laughing at Tricks’ comment about one of the other strays needing to get her ass in gear and start helping with some of the chores that she and