Hades' Flame (Devils Rejects MC 1)

“Well, don’t be calling and rushing us back. I mean it, Cole. This is my first girl’s night since before Jack was born.” Morgan pins him with an icy glare.

He holds his hands up. “Fuck. I hear you.”

“And watch your mouth around the boys, they are like sponges,” she warns.

“Give me a kiss and get outta here before I change my mind,” he teases with a crooked smirk.

“Eww, I don’t want to see this.” I hold up my hands and go into the living room to tell my boy goodbye.

“CT.” As I call out to him, he coos up at me from his bouncy chair. I haven’t decided who he takes after. Danny says he looks a lot like Harper did as a child, but I can’t picture that in my head. All I ever knew her as was a sadistic bitch with crazy eyes.

Morgan and Harley are finally ready, and we get on the road.

We’re going to some bar called, Chances. It’s newer and not affiliated with any of the MC’s which is great for us considering we don’t want anyone to know what we are up to tonight.

I would be content with really going to the movies, but Harley insisted. I think tonight has more to do with her being pissed off at Kyler than taking me out for the night, but I am along for the ride.

He has been keeping his distance since my brother jumped his ass about sneaking her into the Roadhouse, the Black Rebel Riders’ MC clubhouse.

The drive to the bar doesn’t take all that long and when we pull into the parking lot I start to get nervous.

I’ve never been to a bar before. I am so glad Morgan decided to come with us. She’s older and wiser. Plus, she will keep Harley from getting into too much trouble.

We get through the door with no problem. The bouncer barely looked over our ids before taking our money and waving us through.

Music is blaring through the speakers as we walk into the main room. A long bar is off to one side of the wall and a seating area is on the opposite side. The dance floor is in between the two areas. The place isn’t large, but it is packed.

It is all a bit overwhelming.

“What first? Drinks or dancing?”

Harley and I both answer, “Drinks!”

“You two get a table and I’ll go order,” Morgan tells us.

Harley grabs my arm and tugs me forward. “Isn’t this exciting?”

“Sure.” I smile at her not wanting to be a downer. Truth is, I would rather be home with CT and talking on the phone to Danny.

We find a table up against the wall, by the hallway that I assume leads to the bathrooms. The strobe lights keep flashing and the result is a headache starting at the base of my neck.

“I can’t believe we are at a real bar!” Harley squeals in my ear and my temples throb.

“It’s great.” I half nod.

“Don’t be a sourpuss. Tonight, is your night. In like two days you are marrying Danny. Tonight, don’t be you. Be someone new. Cut loose and live a little. You are too young to be so settled.”

Part of me agrees with her, but the biggest part of me knows that being here at the bar, it just isn’t me.

When Morgan brings us our drinks, I take an eager swig, hoping it does the trick and breaks me out of my shell. Before Danny kidnapped me, I probably would have been all for sneaking into a bar. I’m not that girl anymore though. I’m a mom and I’m getting married. I have different goals and interest, I guess.

Taking out my cell phone, I turn it over in my hands. The temptation to text Danny wrenches at me as well as thoughts of calling Cole to check on CT.

Before I can do either, Morgan snatches my phone and tucks it away in her purse. “Nope, I know that look, Sara. CT is fine, and Danny is off doing his thing.”

“Fine,” I grumble and suck the rest of my drink through my straw. The liquor shoots to my toes, warming me all over along the way.

“Let's dance!” Harley jumps up and brings me along with her as a fast beat song starts to play.