She nods, but her eyes are still too wide, her skin is still too pale. I almost launch myself at her to check her pulse again.
“The woman’s been through a lot today,” Doc says as he punches me in the shoulder as I force myself to stay still. “Get her some real food and try not to scare the shit out of her again today.”
He walks out of my quarters, shutting the door.
I hardly know what to say and that’s never a problem for me. “Are you sure you’re feeling better?”
Katie laughs softly, her eyes narrowing.
How can she be laughing?
“You look like the one who might faint now.”
“You fucking scared the life out of me. I almost didn’t catch you before you hit the pavement.”
She shrugs and sips through the straw Doc put in the cup of water.
Where the hell did he get a straw? Not like we have that kind of shit around here. This is a fucking rough-and-tumble biker clubhouse.
Katie shakes her head, saying in a light tone, “I would have been fine. I had a helmet on.”
Oh my fucking god.
I drop down onto the edge of the bed, making the frame shake and she scoots over to give some more room for me.
Instead of me comforting her, she rubs my shoulder. “Easy there, big guy. All that stress isn’t good for your blood pressure.”
“No shit,” I groan.
There’s a valve inside my head that’s in serious danger of failing. I rub the back of my neck trying to release the muscles.
When Slider signaled me we had a tail, I almost lost my shit.
Fuck those motherfuckers.
They will not get near my Katie.
“You’re growling. What are you thinking about?”
I turn to face her and my lungs refuse to work. “I’m worried about you.”
I never worry about anybody. Now I’m obsessed withkeeping this little blonde beauty from so much as breaking a fingernail.
“I’m tougher than I look,” she replies, poking me in the ribs.
I snort and rub a hand over my eyes. “You sure do seem to bounce back.”
Sliding to the edge of the bed, she places the cup on my nightstand. The one where the condoms and the lube live.
Shit.I’m feeling all kinds of new emotions right now. That feels a lot like guilt. Only this time it’s for being a player.
“Are you going to show me around this place?”
My focus snaps back to Katie. “Doc said you need to rest.”
“Maybe for a bit, but I’m not spending my first evening in this maximum security whatever without seeing what it’s all about.”
Fuck.
