Patriot

by KJ Dahlen

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  Editor: Leanore Elliott

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  Also by Kj Dahlen

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  Patriot

  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright Page

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  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

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  Chapter One

  Last Part from Jett...

  Cobra was about to say something when the front door flew open, and the men he left at the warehouse came in.

  “Boss we got a problem” Thor, his VP called out.

  Cobra looked up at the ceiling and growled. “What the fuck?” Snapping his head toward his men he demanded, “Tell me that Boomer and Blacky are dead?”

  “They're dead all right,” the second of the three men, named Player told them. “The thing is they didn’t die on their own. Three men came looking for them.”

  “Do you know who they were?” Gunner wanted to know.

  All three men shook their heads. “Two of them wore a different cut than ours.”

  Gunner looked at Cobra then back at Cobra's VP and asked. “Who’s cut?”

  “Satan’s Warriors,” Thor replied.

  Gunner shook his head and rubbed his hands over his face. “Fucking hell,” he swore. Looking at Gypsy he asked, “What did they do to Boomer and Blacky?”

  “They lowered their bodies to the floor. Boomer was happy to be down and asked them to cut his hands free. One of them grabbed him by the hair and pulled this huge fucking machete from behind him
and cut his fucking head off. Then the other did the same to Blacky.” Gypsy shook his head. “Never seen anything so fucked up as that before.”

  Player took a step forward. “They even took the heads with them.”

  Cobra looked at his man and nodded. “So whoever sent them wanted proof of death.”

  “You know these guys?” Gunner asked.

  “Yeah, I know them,” Cobra admitted. “We’ve had a run in or two with them back home. They come out of New Roads, Louisiana. They’re a dirty bunch.”

  “What about the third man?” Jett wanted to know.

  Thor tipped his head to the side. “Well now, that’s just the thing ain’t it? He stayed back out of the moonlight. But I got a good enough look at him to read his cut. He wore a Savaged Souls cut. I couldn’t see his face to know which one he was.”

  “The hell?” Gunner growled.

  “Dad, he could be one more of Blacky’s men?” Dana suggested. “He claimed there were four. Arizona was one, Scorpion was another one, but there are still two more.”

  “She’s got a point Gunner,” Cobra agreed.

  “I might know of one or two of them,” a soft voice called out from the doorway to the hall.

  Everyone turned to see Becky standing there with Patriot.

  Gunner and Cobra could see that she was trembling and Patriot was holding her up. She was clinging to him almost as if her life depended on it.

  Gunner saw the look of fear in her eyes. “Darlin’, you all right?” he asked her softly.

  She leaned into Patriot’s embrace and nodded. “As much as I just want to forget what happened to me, I know I can’t. I won’t say I’m sorry Blacky is dead but I would have wanted him to suffer at least a little bit more than he did.”

  “What more do you know about Blacky and these traitors?” Cobra asked.

  Patriot helped her over to the nearest chair and sat down with her in his lap.

  Everyone gathered around to hear what she had to say. She then told them about Grizzly and Gunner lost it. He turned a table over while roaring with rage at the latest betrayal and the room got quiet for several minutes.

  “I...” Becky rubbed at her temples as she spoke again, “I-I remember someone else too, though. And I don’t think he's one of yours.”

  “What do you mean?” Gunner asked.

  “The same night they were arguing about the price or something. Blacky wanted more money from this guy, the one with the green eyes, and the other man kept telling him that the deal would stand as they agreed on. Blacky said something about how he didn’t care. If he was going to betray his MC, the price was going to have to be high enough to make it worth his while and that if the man wanted into a good deal, he should be prepared to pay a higher price. The other guy was not happy at all.”

  “So someone else is involved?” Cobra sated the question that they all wondered.

  “Well, we might however have a lead on this guy,” Harry announced. “We’ve had a chance to go through most of the paperwork he left and strangely enough Blacky knew how to investigate people. He also knew when someone was hiding something. But when he investigated a man named Damen Cole, he only got so far. We’re digging deeper but we aren’t finding much more. Whoever this man is, he is very good at hiding their activities.”

  “We did find one possibility though,” Annie interjected. “Damen Cole works for some very secret partners. In other words, we haven’t been able to find out who he works for but he’s one tough man. Doesn’t mind spending money if it gets him what he’s going after. But from what we’ve been able to discover, he isn’t the one in charge, someone else calls the shots.”

  “Keep digging,” Gunner grumbled. “We need to know just how far he will go. Now that Blacky is dead, we need to know if he will come after us or just walk away. No one here knows about Blacky’s dealings with the man and he’d have a hard sell to claim Blacky sold us out.”

  “If we can find more on this Damen Cole,” Harry added. “Then we might possibly have a way to stop him.”

  “Fuck, I hate all this secrecy.” Gunner looked incensed. “It could be anything or nothing.” He turned to Patriot and then looked at Becky. “Maybe you should take her back to her bed. I think she’s had enough people time.”

  Patriot looked down at the woman in his arms. He saw the shadows under her eyes. His arms wrapped around her and he got to his feet with her in his arms.

  Becky looked up at him.

  “Say goodnight Gracie,” Patriot told her under his breath as he carried her down the hall.

  Gunner almost cracked a smile. He felt it was about time the man got a woman of his own.

  Becky snuggled up to his broad chest and whispered, “Goodnight Gracie.” Closing her eyes, she was almost asleep when she felt him lower her to a bed. When he laid down beside her, her eyes flew open and she whispered, “What are you doing?”

  “I’m tired of sleeping alone,” he told her simply. “I’m tired of sleeping in that fucking chair beside your bed. I need to hold you and show you that I’m a good man. I can control myself until you get stronger and I’ll wait until you want me as much as I want you... just don’t make me wait too long.” Patriot smiled his dimple showing.

  “Oh....” Becky whispered while looking stunned at his words. “Ok.” Looking curious, she cocked her head to the side. “But why? I mean why would you want a broken girl like me?”

  “You are not broken,” he insisted. “You’re stubborn, stronger than most, but you aren’t broken. Blacky couldn’t do that and that pissed him off greatly. You didn’t give in to your pain and just give up and that says more about your character then you will ever know. It takes a special kind of person to survive the life you and your sister have lived, yet you both did. She never gave up on you and you never gave up on the fact she would find you. That’s the kind of woman I want to claim as my own.”

  She swallowed hard, her blue eyes widened. “You do?”

  Patriot smiled. “You bet I do. Not everyone can live the kind of life we live. It gets tough around here sometimes. I just never thought to find a woman who could take it, then you came here. You were so close to death I didn’t know if you would make it or not. But the longer I cared for you, the harder I fell.”

  “Why didn’t you say something before now?” She wanted to know.

  “I was trying to give you time to notice me, as a man, not just as your doctor.”

  His words were simple but they slammed into her chest like a steel ball. Finally, she swallowed the lump in her throat. “Oh, I noticed you from day one. You have a very gentle touch. Just being near you set my heart racing and the nights you were close to me were the nights I slept the best.”

  Patriot shook his head. “Don’t say those words if you don’t mean them, woman.”

  “Oh, I mean them and so much more,” Becky whispered. “I’ve been getting stronger every day, with care and decent food but I was regretting it because I didn’t want to leave here. I-I didn’t want to leave you. I just didn’t know how to tell you and I was afraid that maybe you were just caring for me like a patient.”

  Patriot paused to take in her words. “No, it is so much more than that, sweet girl.” He gazed into her eyes, then leaned closer. Brushing his lips over hers, he tasted her for the first time.

  With a huge contented sigh, Becky reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck to bring him closer.

  The kiss deepened to a degree where the both of them seemed to lose their sanity.

  Patriot growled low in his throat as she opened her mouth to him. He wrapped his arms around her and laid on his back pulling her on top of him as they kissed. His hands roamed along her back and he felt the fact that her curves were filling out nicely since she’d gained her weight back. When she finally broke away from him to gulp air into her lungs, his lips slid to her chin and then her neck. His hands roamed down her waist to the globes of her ass and he groaned again as her ass filled his hands. He pulled her tight to him.


  Their bodies came together and the friction caused a heat that seared them both.

  He pushed up against her and she could feel his hard length. “Oh, my god...” she whimpered.

  He was with her right up until she cried out when he hit a sore spot on her shoulder. He opened his eyes and saw her wince and that acted like a bucket of cold water on his lust. “Oh, sweet girl... I’m so sorry. I got carried away. You aren’t ready for this yet.”

  She hung her head and tried to move away. “I’m sorry.” Her voice was a soft, breathless whisper. “I’m so stupid. I can’t even do this right.”

  Patriot wouldn’t let her go. “No baby girl, this is on me, not you sweetheart. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

  “Really?” She stared at him.

  Patriot smiled. “Really. You will heal one day and that’s when I’ll claim you for my own. Until then, I’ll be by your side and I’ll hold you every night.” He grinned. “I might however, steal a kiss every now and then because I can’t help myself. You are becoming an addiction I won’t be giving up anytime soon. I can’t. I’ve had a taste of your sweetness now and I won’t give you up. I can wait until you heal. No sex until that day...Doctor’s orders.”

  Becky smiled. “Well, I know that I do want you. I mean just look at you. So sexy. But you are the doctor.” Becky giggled.

  “Yes, I am. So sexy patient... go to sleep and get some rest. You need to heal quickly. It’s going to be tough for me, but I am so sure it’ll be worth the wait. For the both of us.” Patriot moved her off him, wrapped her in his arms, and held her close.

  “Can I ask you something?” she whispered when he shut off the light.

  “Sure, I'm pretty much an open book.”

  “What’s your real name?”

  Patriot chuckled. “The only name I go by is Patriot. I picked it up in med school when I was in the service. But the name my mama gave me was Aaron Black.”

  “Is she still alive?”

  “Yeah, she and my dad are still alive. They live over in Waco and he runs a hardware store. He’s about ready to retire and stay home to drive her crazy but I think she can’t wait for that day.”