Free SAVAGE HEART (Layne & Shelby Book Two) (A Devil Call MC Book) by Ana W. Fawkes

figuring I meant
from the inside of Oakville. Police, political stuff, whatever. What they didn ’ t know is that I meant from
inside … of the club.
Another so called brother turning his back on us.
     

15.
     
    (Shelby)
     
    There was a knock at the door. I
had a long t-shirt on and nothing else. I walked to the door and pinched my
knees together. I opened it a sliver and saw a woman standing there.
    “ What? ”
    “ You
need anything? ”
    “ Who
are you? ”
    “ Amber. ”
    “ Looking
for Layne? ”
    “ No, ” she said. “ I heard you were in here. Can I
come in? ”
    I opened the door.
    The woman hurried into the room and
then shut the door. She grabbed me by the shoulders and slammed me against the
door. Her hand then came across my face. Before I could realize what was
happening, another hand came across my face. The third time, I was smarter. I
put my hand up, blocked her slap, and then kicked at her. I hit her in the gut
and she flew back and landed on Layne ’ s
bed.
    “ Bitch, ” I said.
    She sat up and started to get up. I
jumped forward and kicked. The t-shirt went up and, yeah, I was exposed from
the waist down, but the kick hit her in the mouth. She screamed and rolled back
off the bed. She scrambled back to the wall, hand at her mouth, crying.
    “ Okay, ” she said. “ Fuck. Okay. ”
    “ Who
the fuck are you? ” I asked.
    She took her hand away. Her mouth
was bleeding bad. “ Amber. ”
    “ I
know that part. What the fuck do you want? ”
    “ I
used to work the bar before you fucking came along. Before you fucked Finn.
Before he fucking dumped me for you. ”
    “ What? ”
    “ And
now you just get passed around, don ’ t
you? Just a piece of pussy between Finn and Layne. ”
    “ I
never …” I sighed. “ One time. And I never asked
anyone for anything, you bitch. ”
    “ Then
why did he get rid of me? ”
    “ Because
you ’ re a bitch. ”
    Amber froze. She stared at me.
Blood ran down her chin.
    And she burst into tears.
    I suddenly felt horrible for saying
all I just did. I didn ’ t
know this woman. Yeah, she attacked me, but …
    “ Shit, ” I said.
    I hurried to the bathroom and got a
towel. I sat next to Amber and handed it to her.
    “ Here.
Clean yourself up. ”
    “ You
kick really hard, ” Amber
said.
    “ You
slap really hard, ” I said.
    We looked at each other. “ I loved him. I loved Finn. But
he never let me inside. Not like this. ”
    “ I
don ’ t love Finn, ” I said. “ I never have. There was one time. And you and he … I ’ m
sorry. ”
    “ It ’ s the life, ” Amber said. “ We ’ re
all old ladies to them. They fuck us. They tell us sweet things. Then they
leave us. ”
    I thought about Layne.
    He was brutally honest, all the
damn time. He wouldn ’ t just
toss me aside for some other woman, would he? And if he did … well, who the hell was I? I was
nobody.
    “ I ’ m sorry I slapped you, ” Amber said.
    “ I ’ m sorry I kicked you then. ”
    “ You
needed to defend yourself. It ’ s
okay. ”
    “ You
want a drink or something? ” I asked.
    “ Vodka
and cranberry would be nice, ” Amber said.
    “ I
can make that happen, ” I
said.
    “ Because
your the slut bartender? ”
    “ Hey,
bitch. Take it easy. I ’ m
not a slut. And I ’ m not a
bartender. I ’ m not even
allowed to leave this room right now. ”
    “ I
don ’ t see any handcuffs on
you. ”
    “ Trust
me, ” I said. “ They ’ re there. ”
    “ I
know the feeling, ” Amber
said.
    My heart sank.
    I climbed to my feet and opened the
door to yell for help. A prospect came barreling down the hallway. I told him I
wanted two glasses, a bottle of vodka, and a bottle of cranberry.
    If I was going to drink, I ’ d make my own damn drinks.
    So that ’ s what I did. I killed time with a stranger who had
tried to fight me. We drank, talked, and sometimes laughed. Layne was dealing
with club business, a serious meeting with the rest of the table members.
    After