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“I really am, but enough about me. I’m boring.” She crossed her legs. “What about you?” she asked, turning the tables. “What’s your given first name?”
Sitting up slightly, he lowered his voice. “Tad, though nobody but my mom has ever called me by it.”
Her brows shot up on both accounts. “Tad? As in tadpole?”
Doc cursed under his breath, a smile lining his lips. “Something like that. I’m just glad Macha gave me a different club name. I doubt I could pull off Tadpole and make it fierce.”
She leaned over and kissed him softly. “I think you could, but I am interested in how you got your MC name.”
For the next hour, Isa and Doc exchanged stories about their lives. She finally understood his biker name and commended him for his valiant behavior.He’s more than a biker or paramedic. He’s good all the way to his soul.
A loud ruckus woke her in the middle of the night. Thankfully, Doc heard it too, and they both sat up in bed. The sheets were rumpled but their clothing intact.
“Go back to sleep, princess,” Doc said, pulling on his boots. “It’s the guys being dumbasses.” He stood and walked to the door. “I’ll be back. Don’t go anywhere.”
“I couldn’t if I tried.”
He smiled in the dark, and Isa settled into the warm comforter once he closed the door behind him. They’d fallen asleep sometime after talking about university. His cologne on the pillow beside her made returning to dreamland impossible. She needed him beside her now. Sleeping by herself felt lonely.
Bugger, I’ve gone and fallen for him.
16
Doc
“Everybody shut it!”Shovelhead roared above the chatter in the large room.
One by one, the MC members clammed up and looked to the head of the table. The VP’s beady eyes stared them down until there was complete silence.
Doc sat back in his chair on the opposite end, waiting for the president to speak. The last-minute church session was called due to an emergency from their Belfast location. The thought made him queasy from the moment he heard it.Can’t be good news.
“All right,” Reaper began. “Phantom and the boys are still fending off the Twelve Brothers.”
A unison grunt resounded from the members. Shovelhead glared at the group, silencing them immediately. Doc studied the VP warily. Shovelhead never gave him a good vibe, but then again, he barely knew the old biker. Each Macha member had skeletons. So long as they didn’t destroy the future, their past could stay buried.
Reaper stood and flipped on the large television at the front of the room. Phantom sat waiting on the other side. “The situation has elevated exponentially. I’ll let Phantom get you boys up to date.”
Phantom nodded, eyes weary and grim. “The Twelve Brothers know about my daughter, Isadora.” He looked at each member and held up a message. The ink looked like blood.
“Tick tock, Phantom, your crew’s weak. We’ll have your lass within the week,” Reaper read aloud.
“As you can see, they’re coming for my daughter.”
Doc’s heart dropped to his stomach. Every eye fastened on him.
“I trust she’s been taken care of.” Phantom’s tone conveyed a skeptical father.
“Isa is safe and well protected,” Reaper advised, not giving Doc the opportunity to confirm it himself.
A weight seemed to momentarily lift from the Irishman’s shoulders. He wiped a weathered hand over his face. “Good. I’d come over myself, but….”
“We’ll deliver her safe once this is finished,” Rubble said. As the sergeant at arms, he’d oversee the fight should the Twelve Brothers truly make the flight for Isa.
Their president nodded in agreement. “Worry not, brother. We’ll take care of her.” He glanced to Doc. “I have my nephew on her protection detail. He’s been very attentive to your girl.”
Doc swallowed hard at the high praise. While his uncle meant every word, it also came with a double meaning.
Snoopy shot him a knowing look. The dickhead’s old lady probably knew more about his relationship with Isa than Doc cared to admit. It didn’t matter in the long run. He was tasked to keep Isa safe, and that was exactly what he was doing.
