Taking Her Down (Savage Brothers Second Generation 1)

My heart is pounding in my chest. I do my best not to let it show. I don’t want him to know that he’s getting to me, but his words have me shaking. He just admitted that he has feelings for me.

Okay, I’m young and inexperienced in this crap, but I don’t think a man like Chains admits to having feelings for someone easily. I don’t know what it means, but I know how it makes me feel… how he makes me feel.

“It didn’t look like nothing from where I was sitting.”

“That’s because you left too soon to see what happened.”

“If I had stayed, what would I have seen?” I ask him, feeling like this conversation right now is extremely important. I curl my hand and let my fingernails dig into my palm as I try to understand how Chains’ mind works.

“Me pushing them away to get to you. I only wanted to stop you from leaving with him.”

His gaze is trained on me. The whole time he is talking he’s deadly serious and doubts begin to leave me. I don’t know why I believe him, but I truly don’t think Chains cheated on me. I don’t think he had anything to do with those Twinkies. Once I acknowledge that, it feels like a giant weight has been lifted off my shoulders.

But, I’m not about to let him off the hook that easily.

“Then, if that’s really what would’ve happened—”

“That is one hundred percent what happened, Kayden.”

“Then, maybe you should’ve stopped them from hanging all over you in the first place and this wouldn’t have been a problem.”

“Are you feeling territorial over me, Baby Girl?”

“Stop being so full of yourself. I’m pointing out that if you had stopped that, we wouldn’t have a problem. It sure wouldn’t have gotten to the point you kidnapped me. If anyone is being territorial here, it’s you, Chains.”

“I fully admit I’m territorial over you, Kayden. You’re mine. I told you that when you came all over my fingers. And, just to remind you, you didn’t know anything about those women when you were there to pick your toy up,” he counters. “So, we would still have had problems.”

“And this is why you should have come into my apartment and talked to me. Not act like a fucking caveman.”

“I tried that. If you remember, you wouldn’t listen and you didn’t want me there. I took the only option I had.”

“Maybe you should’ve led with I didn’t do anything with those women. Maybe that would’ve helped, instead of yelling about Thomas.”

I am feeling extremely guilty, because, he’s right. I didn’t exactly give him a chance to explain. My mother always says that I inherited my father’s temper. I always deny it, but I know that she’s right. I usually react and then regret it later.

Much like now…Only this time my actions might be enough to get Chains killed.

“And maybe, you should be the one to listen when your man talks.”

I roll my eyes. “You’re so full of yourself. I listen when there’s something worth listening to. And you don’t really explain or talk as much as you tell me how it’s going to be and what is going to happen. In case you haven’t noticed yet, I’m a grown ass woman. I don’t need a man to tell me how things are going to be. I need a man who is secure enough to talk things over with me and let us decide together.”

“Is that what your toy lets you do? I think you need a man to reel you in. Because, God knows, you’ve been running free for way too long.”

“You did not just say that to me.”

“I’ll say it again if you have a hard time understanding, Baby Girl.”

“You have no idea what you’re talking about,” I laugh.

“I know that you have your daddy wrapped around your finger and he lets you run way too fucking free.”

“Now you’re just insane. My father nearly smothers me to death. My brothers, on the other hand, are wild and free. I’m the one barely allowed to go inside his precious club. Hell, I barely go to the movies unless someone is with me.”

“Have you looked at yourself Kayden? Baby Girl, you’re walking sex on a stick. I don’t have kids, and I don’t figure they’re in the cards for me.”

“Especially now,” I mutter, thinking my father will take great pleasure it cutting off every appendage Chains has.

“But,” he continues, giving me an annoyed look. “If I had a girl who looked like you, there’s no fucking way in hell that I would let her roam free as much as your father lets you.”

“Say what?” I ask wondering if I should kiss him or shoot him.

“I didn’t stutter. If I had a daughter, that looked one half as hot as you, I would lock her up. I’d definitely keep her out of reach of old bastard’s like me.”