Free Rescue Me (Demon Riders MC #1) by Evelyn Glass Page A

like normal guys. She doesn’t know what she was expecting but it hadn’t been this. They’re funny, considerate, and clearly like to have a good time.
     
    As the night wears on and the guys drink a little more, they lose their inhibitions and start talking more openly about ‘work.’ Elyse manages to piece together the stuff that the club (and, by extension, Dane) is into. She sees pot being dealt over the counter of the bar numerous times and the smell lingers in the air. These guys clearly aren’t trying very hard to hide what they’re doing. Besides, cannabis was virtually legal now so the most they would probably get is a slap on the wrist and a warning not to do it again. It was hardly enough to turn the bikers into drug-dealing devils.
     
    She and Dane play pool and she tries to put together everything that she’s heard, but it’s hard to reconcile that these men she’s just met are serious criminals, despite the fact she knows they are. It isn’t hard to understand what Dane likes about the life, what he’s attracted to. It really feels like a family, a little on the wild side, but still a family. They care about each other, look out for each other, and slowly she feels her defenses go down. She stops looking at them like a story.
     
    “What’re you thinking?” Dane is by her side, leaning lazily on his stick and giving her one of his signature sexy smiles.
     
    “Just that I’m glad I came, that I’m glad I met you.” She laughs against his mouth as he pulls her in for a kiss. She can taste the sweetness of the whisky on his tongue and it’s intoxicating. They explore each other’s mouths, kissing for longer than she ever has in public, Dane’s hands splaying at the base of her back until she’s right up against him, leaving her in no doubt that he wants to do more than just kiss. When they finally pull apart breathless, their hearts racing, there’s a roar that goes up from the crowd and Elyse feels herself blush like a schoolgirl.
     
    “So, Elyse, are you Dane’s Old Lady?” One of the older bikers, Mickey shouts the question over the ruckus.
     
    “I have no idea what that means.” Elyse looks between him and an embarrassed Dane.
     
    “It means that Mickey has had a few too many and is talking crap.” Dane shoots the older man a warning look and Elyse frowns, wondering what she had missed.
     
    Mickey ignores the younger man’s look and motions Elyse over to him. She looks at Dane, sees that he’s mad, and follows Mickey’s orders, just to find out what’s got him all riled up. Mickey is the complete opposite of Dane; he is short and round and totally inebriated. He hooks his arm over Elyse’s shoulder and leans in like he’s telling her a secret. “Don’t mind him. He’s just a little sensitive.” He waves over in Dane’s direction. “But let me tell you something, Dane is the best prospect we’ve ever had. He’s our most trusted guy and he’ll go far in the club, you mark my words.” Mickey nods his head wisely at her and she finds herself mimicking his actions. “He always delivers, he always gets the job done, no matter what.”
     
    Elyse winces at the thought of what that caveat might include, but pushes the thought away, Now really wasn’t the time. “Are you bigging Dane up to me? Because you don’t really need to.” She gives him a look that speaks volumes and Mickey laughs loudly, slapping her on the back so hard she stumbles.
     
    “So what’s so fucking funny?” Dane stands in front of them, looking like he wants to shake Mickey.
     
    “Nothing, Prospect, nothing at all.” Mickey clears his throat, looking like he’s suddenly sobered up and Elyse wonders if he’d been pretending to be drunk just to get her to admit what she had about Dane. The sly old fox, she thinks to herself, as he winks at her, telling her that her suspicions are completely founded.
     
    “Right.” Dane rolls his eyes at the older man good-naturedly. “You need a