Maddox (Savage Kings MC Book 5)

by Lane Hart

  “Congrats, brother,” another younger guy, one covered in tattoos, says when he strolls up to us with a beer in his hand. “Let me know when you’re ready to get your new ink.”

  “New ink?” I ask.

  “The Savage Kings patches,” Maddox responds. “And I can’t wait,” he tells the guy who I’m assuming must do the club’s tattoos. “Any chance we could do it later tonight?”

  “Absolutely,” the man agrees. “We can get started, but it may take a few days to do your entire back.”

  “Actually, Gabe, man, if it’s okay, I was thinking about putting mine here,” Maddox says, flattening his palm on the left side of his chest. “Will that work?”

  “That will look awesome, brother. I’ve used photos of the ink on all the original members to design the new ones. That’s exactly where Deacon had his.”

  “No shit?” Maddox asks.

  “Yeah, it was Chase who got the Kings’ back tat trend started,” Gabe responds. “But I’m all for something new.”

  “Thanks, Gabe,” Maddox says, offering him a fist bump.

  “Come over to the shop whenever you’re ready,” he tells him.

  “We’re probably gonna celebrate for a few hours first,” Maddox says, pulling me closer.

  “Understood,” Gabe replies with a chuckle, then disappears back into the crowd.

  “So how do you plan for us to celebrate for the next few hours?” I look up at Maddox’s face.

  “I think you can guess,” he answers with a grin.

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Maddox

  “Come on,” I tell Audrey as I pull her by her hand over to the door that leads to the basement, once we get a chance to slip away.

  “Where are we going?” she asks as I punch in the code and start down the steps.

  “I want to show you where I’ve lived the last few years,” I reply, looking over my shoulder at her when we get to the bottom. “And I can’t wait another second to strip you naked and lick you from—”

  “Just the man I was coming to see!” Reece’s loud voice interrupts before I can finish my sentence. “Good to see you back here, brother! I saw you come in with Torin and Chase.”

  Turning to face him, I ask with a smirk, “You don’t have cameras hidden in the apartments, do you?”

  Scoffing, he says, “No, and it’s not my fault if people decide to fuck in public places where my security cameras just so happen to be located. Speaking of which, hello, Audrey. Nice to finally meet you in person.” Reece holds out his hand to Audrey, who takes it with her eyebrows raised in confusion.

  “Reece handles the club’s IT shit and he monitors the club’s, um, perimeter,” I explain to her.

  “Oh, it’s nice to meet you too,” Audrey replies, then adds, “Ohhh,” when it dawns on her he saw us when we got busy in the alley. I hadn’t told her because I didn’t want her to be embarrassed.

  “Go find your own woman to do dirty things with instead of watching other people, old man,” I tease Reece before I pull Audrey away and into my old apartment.

  “He watched us?” is the first thing she asks when I shut and lock the door.

  “Ah, yeah. I knew cameras were around outside, but I didn’t think they would be right up on us. Sorry,” I tell her.

  “It’s okay,” she replies. “Guess the chance of getting caught or being watched by someone else is why sex in public is so fun.”

  “Yeah,” I agree with a smile, glad that she’s not upset. “You up for having a little fun in private?”

  “God, yes,” Audrey agrees as she moves in front of me and grips the opening of my leather cut in both of her hands. “But this time, I want you to keep this on.”

  “Done, baby,” I easily agree since I wasn’t ready to take it off just yet. Today seems almost too good to be true.

  I’ve been given everything I’ve ever wanted, and more.

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Maddox

  Later that night, when Audrey and I are back upstairs, War and Nova come over to our table in the corner and sit down with us. I’ve got a bottle of Jack Daniel’s and a two-liter of Coke sitting in front of me. Once I pour Audrey and myself a fresh round, War picks up the bottle and takes a long pull.

  “I didn’t really get a chance to talk to you enough earlier,” War says as he wipes at his lips.

  “About what?” Audrey asks.

  “Not you, him,” War snorts. “Even with the birth certificate on Thanksgiving, I was still, I don’t know, skeptical of everything…”

  “You were being stubborn, and a bit of a d-i-c-k,” Nova interrupts.

  “Yeah, that too,” War agrees. “Anyhow, I made Reece run your records again, you know, so I could see things for myself, and…” he trails off to take another pull from the bottle. “I saw a police report with your name on it, from when you two were down in Wilmington during the storm. Report says there were some looters in her building, and you fought them off and then turned them over to the Guard out there.”

  “Yeah, it was a crazy few days,” I admit to him. “We should have told you about that too, but I just didn’t know how to tell you about Audrey and I after…I don’t know, man, after all you have been to me, you understand? You’re the closest thing I’ve ever had to a real father, and I didn’t want to disappoint you…”

  “Disappoint me?” War scoffs. “When I read that shit, I was so damn proud of you. You took care of her, maybe not like I asked you too, but the best way that you could. She’s just as stubborn as I am in her own way.”

  “Hey!” Audrey protests, kicking at War under the table.

  “Keep your pointy-ass toes to yourself, woman,” War snarls playfully before taking another drink. “I talked to Nova about it, and she convinced me to say…” War trails off, looking at Nova, almost helplessly.

  “It’s all right, you can do it. Spit it out, Warren,” Nova reassures him.

  With a heavy sigh, War says, “Reading that report made me realize that you belong here. Both of you. Audrey, you deserve the truth, from me, from Maddox, hell, from everyone in your life. And Maddox, boy…you deserve your place in the Kings and with my sister. You could ride a lot further and a lot harder, and I don’t think you two would ever find a better match for each other. I’m glad you’re together, even though I don’t always like looking right at it.”

  As soon as he finishes talking, War gives a firm nod to Nova, then stands up from the table, the bottle of Jack Daniel’s still clutched in his massive grip. “I’ll bring another bottle,” he mutters before he stomps away.

  “Give him a minute.” Nova smiles. “He needs to compose himself after getting all that off his chest.”

  “War!” I call out to him before he can get further away. When he turns around, scowling, I hold up Audrey’s hand, our fingers intertwined. “Thank you, brother. From the bottom of my heart. Thank you.”

  Warren gives me another of his nods then turns away, but not before the overhead lights catch the shine of wetness in his eyes. He raises a hand to swipe at his face as he stomps off to the bar.

  “Don’t mention that when he comes back,” Audrey cautions me.

  “I wouldn’t dream of it,” I snort.

  I keep half my attention on the big man as he stands by the bar, noticing that Reece walks over to him and leans in close to speak with him. When War turns to come back to the table, he jerks his head for Reece to follow him over. Reece pulls up a nearby empty chair, then sets his beer on the table as he sits down with us.

  “Well, this is unusual.” I grin at Reece. “To what do we owe the pleasure of your company this evening? What brings you up out of the dungeon?”

  Reece sits up and cranes his neck to look around the crowded bar, then turns back to us with a slight frown. “I was just asking around to see if anyone had seen Cynthia. I’ve been kind of busy dealing with some things with Dalton, and just realized I haven’t seen her in a few days.”

  “You are looking for Cynthia?” I
ask in surprise.

  Thinking that I don’t know exactly who she is, he starts describing her. “Tall, wavy red hair, kind of…” Reece trails off and flushes slightly as he looks between Audrey and Nova, then mumbles, “Kind of stacked, I guess is a polite way to say it?”

  “Is this Cynthia your girlfriend?” Audrey asks, causing War to snort as he takes another shot of Jack, then starts coughing violently.

  Reece reaches over and pounds War on the back a few times, until his spluttering cough turns into laughter. “Cynthia is everybody’s…friend, and nobody’s girl,” War finally manages to choke out.

  “War! That’s terrible,” Nova protests, even though she grins slightly as she looks around at some of the club’s other ladies. “I take it she’s one of the, uh, regulars?”

  Reece nods, and says, “Yeah, she’s been hanging around for a while now, looking for an old man, I guess.”

  “You thinking about filling that position?” I ask him pointedly.

  “No,” Reece protests, a bit too quickly and loudly in my ear. “I’m just…I’m supposed to look out for threats to the club, and if something has happened to her, it’s important I find out what, that’s all.”

  “Well, you were going to run that plate number for Mike’s old lady the other day. You’re bound to have this girl Cynthia’s, if she ever drove over here. Could you try to track her down?” I ask him.

  “I was hoping it wouldn’t come to that.” Reece sighs. “It feels…I don’t know, like I’m being a stalker or something. I guess I don’t have much choice, though, if she doesn’t show up tonight.”

  “When has feeling like a stalker or a Peeping Tom ever bothered you?” Audrey asks, this time, making me snort and choke on my drink. If War ever heard about that incident in the alleyway, god help us all!

  Audrey and I both burst into laughter, while War and Nova just look at each other and shrug, obviously not concerned about whatever the inside joke might be. As soon as I recover, I try to steer the conversation away from that particular topic as quickly as possible. “Yeah, man, stalking is kind of your thing. Why would you feel bad about doing it to Cynthia?”

  “No reason, no reason at all,” Reece replies, unconvincingly. “You know what, I’m going to go get to work on that right now. You guys have a good night.”

  Reece stands up, grabbing his beer and rapping his knuckles once on the table.

  “You too, Reece,” Audrey says sweetly. “Go get your girl!” she adds to his back, causing him to flip us the bird as he heads for the stairs to the basement.

  “There’s something weird going on there,” War observes once Reece disappears. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard him ask about a woman.”

  “Well, if he needs anything, we’ll be here for him,” I say, as I raise my glass to War. “But on the way over here tonight Torin told me that my father used to have a saying that I think is appropriate right now. Deacon used to say, ‘don’t try to tackle tomorrow’s problems today.’ That sounds like good advice to me.”

  “True words, brother,” War agrees as he clinks his bottle against my glass in toast. “Enjoy your evening, Maddox. And welcome to the family. Both of them.”

  Epilogue

  Maddox

  “Are you ready?” I ask Audrey when I take her hand in mine.

  “No. Yes. No!” she responds with a wince. “Maybe?”

  “It’s gonna be okay, baby. I promise. Trust me?” I ask, placing a kiss on her forehead.

  “Yes,” she agrees, taking a deep, steadying breath.

  “Okay, on the count of three?” She nods so I start the countdown. “One. Two. Three.”

  On three, I push open the door to Audrey’s apartment complex with my left hand and then pull her out onto the sidewalk, into the drizzling rain. There’s no thunder or lightning, I made certain of that. Otherwise, I wouldn’t risk bringing her out.

  “Ah!” Audrey screams in what sounds like both fear and excitement all at once. She tilts her face up to the sky, letting the droplets of water wash over her while still squeezing my hand hard enough to fracture bones. “I did it! I’m standing in the rain!”

  “You did it,” I agree, thinking she’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen standing out here, trusting me enough to let me help her face her biggest fear.

  But my plan isn’t finished yet.

  Hopefully, I’ll not only prove to my girl that she’s safe in the storm, but also give her a better, happy memory to hold onto in the future.

  I reach into my leather cut and pull out the small black ring box then kneel down in a puddle in front of her, still holding her left hand.

  “Audrey O’Neil, I risked life and limb to get your brother’s permission to ask you this, but he gave it to me, so will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”

  “Yes!” she exclaims.

  Thank god. Unable to wait another second to see her wearing my diamond ring, I pull it out of the box with my teeth and toss the box to the sidewalk so I can slip it on her finger.

  “Holy shit, yes!” Audrey says again as she examines her left hand, then tugs me up to my feet to kiss me.

  I hold her in my arms and kiss her back until a few minutes later, when Audrey pulls away. “Oh my god. I forgot it was even raining!”

  “You’re doing great, baby. I’m so proud of you,” I tell her, reaching up to push the damp hair out of her face. “And I can’t fucking wait to marry you.”

  The two of us have talked about marriage for months, but it wasn’t official until now, with her wearing my ring and saying the word after I officially had War’s permission. I would’ve married her without it, but I’m happy her brother approves.

  Now, both of our families will get to be at our wedding, hers and mine.

  The father I never met won’t get to celebrate with us, but my Savage Kings brothers will all be there, making it feel like Deacon’s spirit is not only alive, but always watching out for me, no matter where the road takes me.

  The End

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