Dixon (Dark Falcons #1) - Em Petrova Page 0,24
in my car. Can you drop a couple off at my place?”
“I could if I’ve ever been to your place.” The ghost of a crooked smile appeared and then vanished as the state police lights started flashing again.
“Follow me, okay?” she said.
He nodded.
Half an hour later, she had three of her brothers in her car and Lake had chosen to ride with Dixon. She didn’t even want to guess at the things he grilled Dixon about right now.
JT sat in the front seat, eyeing her up as she drove. “Why didn’t you tell us about this Rothchild?”
“There’s nothing to tell.”
JT cast a look over the seat at Syd and Noah. “Didn’t look that way to us. You threw your arms around him. You looked pretty intimate too.”
“I’m not telling you four a thing about my personal life.”
“Aww, Fee, when did you break away from us? You don’t need to live in isolation from your family. Tonight is proof that you need us.”
Noah cleared his throat in the back seat. “You might as well know we signed a rental agreement for a house just outside Mersey. Closer to you. Closer to the Painted Pig. We’ll be here for you now, Fee. We can lend a hand in the bar and act as your bouncers. Whatever you want.”
“You mean barge into my life.”
“That’s not it.” JT shook off her accusation. Silence descended for a moment as she turned onto the side street where her own apartment was situated. “What can you tell us about this guy?”
Her throat tightened. “Dixon?”
“I ain’t talkin’ about Santa Claus.”
Her brothers chuckled in response, but Fiona ground her teeth.
“He’s all right.”
“He’s a mechanic?”
“Yes.”
“He told Lake and Syd that he cleared some of those bikers out of your bar.”
“He did. He does other good acts, like stopping the Mayhem members from selling drugs to some kids. He runs a biker club here in Mersey, separate from Mayhem…against Mayhem.”
“No shit? He wasn’t wearin’ a patch.”
“I don’t think they have patches yet.”
“I can hook him up with a lady who makes them,” Noah spoke up.
Fiona’s brow crinkled. “Wait a minute. Are you guys trying to help out Dixon?”
“Yeah, why not? You approve of him enough to let him into your life.”
She pulled into her parking spot and cut the engine. For a solid minute, she could think of nothing to say. Twisting in her seat, she looked at each of her three brothers. “You’re telling me that you approve of a man I’m interested in?”
They traded looks. “His actions convinced three of us, at least. You still gotta go through Lake, and he’s the hard ass.”
Behind her, the tow truck hauling her brother’s vehicle stopped on the road. Lake jumped out and strode up to her side window.
If she wanted Dixon in her life, she had to convince her family to accept him. She reached for the door handle. “Three down, one to go.”
Dixon cut the engine of his bike and rolled to a stop in front of Fiona’s apartment. Seconds later, her front door opened, and she hurried down the sidewalk on light feet.
Wordlessly, he passed her a brand-new women’s helmet. Even in the dark of night, he caught the shine in her eyes. She fastened the helmet and slipped her leg over his bike. When she locked her arms around his waist and pressed her cheek into his shoulder, he closed his eyes at the feelings she lifted in him.
Body and soul, she owned him. Now she stole his heart away too.
Damn if he ever wanted it back.
He gripped the handlebars and took off down the quiet street. With her at his back, he knew he could ride through life as the best version of himself. He rested a hand over hers where they met at the front of his torso. The thump of his heart in his ears was the most real, raw shit he’d ever experienced, which said a lot when he’d fought for his life.
As he took the corners leading out of town to the shop, Fiona hugged on to him tight and leaned with his body. Each move he made, she followed him. It felt like a dance…like foreplay.
When he hit the straight stretch, he opened it up and raced down the empty road. Her chest vibrated against his spine, and he realized she was laughing.
He hooted, and she echoed with an exhilarated, “Woooohoooooo!”
The long road passed by too quick, in his opinion. He wanted to ride with her forever, with no cares but the