Giving It to the Bad GuyBy: Sam Crescent
(Saints and Sinners MC Book 3)
“You can’t keep me here forever,” Sarah said, folding her arms over her chest and refusing to back down.
Ralf paced in front of her as she sat in their old apartment. He’d grabbed her yesterday and kept her hostage so far. At least he’d fed her, which was okay. She was so damn mad at him for dragging her back to Sinners’ Corner.
“Going to the city is not the answer.” He was doing a lot of pacing, and he seemed to look a little strange.
She snorted. “It wasn’t your decision to make.” A few months ago Ralf had decided to walk out on her, quit his deputy position, and go back to the Saints and Sinners MC. Sarah glared at the man she had been in love with for so long, but now, she was just angry with him. Ralf had left her, and when she had decided to move away he’d finally grown some balls. It was too late, and she was ready to move on.
Not to mention your infatuation with a certain member of the Hell’s Wolves.
Sarah thought about Knife, the MC member of a rival gang. It was a rival gang until Elena shacked up with the Prez, Pipe. Elena just so happened to also be the sister of Saint, the Prez of the Saints and Sinners MC. Very confusing, but either way both clubs were on amicable terms. The last time she’d spoken to Knife, everything had been okay.
“We had a good thing,” Ralf said, coming to sit next to her.
She had wasted a lot of nights crying over this man, and Sarah wasn’t going to go back to him. Ralf had walked away, leaving her alone. There was no way in hell she could ever trust him, not anymore. She’d never asked him to become a deputy, nor did she ask him for anything else.
Shaking her head, she stood, moving toward the window, overlooking the town. It was alive with activity, and she even spotted several members of the two MCs walking down the street.
“Your agreement with the Hell’s Wolves must be working out for you,” she said.
“It’s working out for both clubs.”
“I just bet it is.” She released a sigh, turning back to look at him. “So what is it going to be? You’re going to keep me here until you have no choice to let me go?”
He moved away from the sofa, coming toward her. Ralf cupped her arms, and she felt nothing.
“Being in the city alone is not for you, Sarah.”
“Kidnapping me is the way?”
“You’re being difficult.”
“I’m not being difficult. You’re refusing to take the hint, and I’m finding this really irritating now.” She pulled away from him, no longer wanting his touch. In the last few months she had changed. Her relationship with Ralf had run its course. “Look, I’m tired, really tired right now, and I just want to have some rest.”
“I love you, Sarah.”
She sighed. How could she believe him? A man who loved his woman didn’t walk away. They didn’t ignore you until they were ready. Ralf, he’d left her, ignored her, and only when she left Sinners’ Corner did he actually start to care.
“Sarah … Sarah…”
Turning toward the door, she heard her best friend, Elena, knocking and calling her name. Before she could do or say anything, Ralf moved toward the door, opening it. He didn’t look happy about being interrupted.
Elena was panting for breath, bent over, holding her side. She hadn’t long since given birth, and Sarah went to her.
“I heard Saint saying you were back in town,” Elena said.
“You kidnapped her?” Elena glared at Ralf.
“I did what I had to do—”
“Can I stay with you?” Sarah said. The last thing she wanted was to be staying with Ralf. He clearly didn’t understand that she wanted to move on. Their paths had crossed, and it had been fleeting, but now she had changed. Sure, she still cared about him, but the love that was once there, it had gone, changed.
“Sarah, this is your home.”
“It’s not my home.”
“She can stay with Elena,” Saint said, coming up the back stairs behind his sister.
“She’s my old lady.”
“You never put a ring on her finger, nor did you make an effort to bring her back.”