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Everyone cheered and started crowding the bar.
Bubba gave me a cold glare as I climbed down to face him.
“Come on. Can’t you afford a round or two? What do you expect? You’ve taken everything from me. All be damned if you’ll have my girl, too.”
At my words, Maddie Mae left Bubba’s arms. She ran toward the stage. I started after her. Bubba grabbed me to stop me.
Glaring at his hand on me, I scowled. No one handled the President of the Royal Bastards MC like that, family or not.
“Was that really necessary?” Bubba huffed, his gaze finding Maddie Mae back over with the fancy women he brought.
“No. But this is.” Making a fist, I hauled off and punched his perfect face. The platinum ring engraved with the Royal Bastards MC logo he gave me struck just under his left eye. I hoped it left a mark, a brand into his face that still looked too much like mine. His posse appeared in one second flat, picking him off the ground. My boys were behind me as well. Bikers so big and mean they had anyone shittin’ their pants. They waited for a signal from me.
Would my brother and I kiss and make up, or would a knockdown, drag out fight commence? My brothers never knew, but they’d have my back.
His boys still held him up, so I took the opportunity to tackle Bubba back to the ground. My brothers followed suit, attacking his crew with anything they could grab, bottles, glasses, chairs. Nothing lethal, on account of us being family.
In the floor, I sat up on my brother, my fist ready.
Bubba covered his face with his arms. “Not the face, Beau.”
I sucker punched him in the stomach one too many times. Then I picked up a beer bottle from the floor and cracked it beside his head. I held the jagged brown glass to his chin. “Did you pretend to be me and fuck my Maddie Mae?”
My brother didn’t answer, an answer in itself. He squeezed his eyes tight, waiting for me to cut him.
“I’ve put up with your bullshit because you’re family, but I’ll be damned if you take the one thing that ever mattered to me. You’ll leave Maddie Mae alone. You’ll walk out that door and leave her here. Don’t ever see her again.”
A flash of a familiar scene struck my mind. My father sitting on me just like I did my brother now. Holding a knife to my chin, from when I got the scar that my beard covered now. I’d wanted out of his scheme of running drugs to rat on the dealers. It was the first time of many the man would threaten my young life. I thought of how Bubba used the scene in his memoir. My shit head brother sat around and watched my dad beat me up. What a wimp.
Like the pussy he was, Bubba nodded his head, seeming to agree to leave Maddie be. I shook free of bad memories and sat the bottle down.
My brother opened his eyes a hair. “I understand, Beau. You’re afraid you can’t win her from me?”
We rolled on the floor some more, wrestling all while a larger fight transpired around us. Though we were the same height, I was bigger than him, stronger from my rough life. Being in prison and then an outlaw biker I’d learned a thing or two about fighting. Slipping away from him, I got to my feet and waited. Taking the bait, Bubba sprang up too. While he did, I grabbed his tux jacket and slung him into the bar. Fucker crawled on top of it to get away from me. Hopping behind there, fixin’ to ruin his pretty face, I shoved him over the bar. Like a flyin’ squirrel, Bubba flew backwards into the mountain of liquor bottles that were displayed on the wall. Glass and alcohol exploded, raining on us. The sound alone brought the bar’s brawl to a standstill. Bubba laid at my feet in a pile of wet glass. I sank to my knees to break his nose. Maddie’s voice called overhead, stopping me.
Chapter 11
Maddie Mae
Ihad no problem seeing Bubba and pretending he was Beau. We pretended everywhere we went. Essentially, Bubba was Beau now. Everyone assumed he’d been the one to go to prison and the tabloids said I’d been his high school sweetheart. They had a field day, making a mountain out of our molehill of a relationship. But, I’d not just been biding my time until he took me to the real Beau, I’d enjoyed every minute of the lush life he led. The extravagant dates, the gifts, the attention was just the tip of the iceberg. For the two weeks I dated him, Bubba treated me like a princess. We hadn’t even had sex again. Patient, the man understood it. He understood that I wanted to see the real Beau again before I took our relationship to the next level. Sure, the Country Music Awards were amazing, especially for him, since he won something, but I couldn’t wait until the next day when I’d be meeting the real Beau.
When I slipped into Bubba’s limousine at the end of the night, I had no idea we’d be heading to see my Beau tonight.
“Royal Road?” I asked him.
Still in his tux, he lost his bow tie and explained that Beau was the President of the Royal Bastards MC, a motorcycle club in Nashville. They had some clubhouse or something and we’d be going there to party. “It’s Kingpin now, by the way.”
“Oh, that makes sense. Since he’d been accused of being the ringleader of all that crime stuff.”
“He still is Maddie. A ringleader. He really is the bad guy now.”
“If that’s true, why are you taking me to him?”
“So, you can let him go. We can get married.” Bubba picked up my hand and kissed it. His lips on my skin felt so nice. A reminder of our brief but electrifying encounter.
I looked out the window and blushed. It wasn’t the first time Bubba had talked about marrying me. The thought flattered me more than anything. Bubba had really made something of himself. When Corey left me, I never dreamed I could marry again, let alone someone with such fame, fortune and manners.
Pulling up to Royal Road was surreal. All this time, Beau had been in Nashville, so close by.
