Page 71 of Doc T (Macha MC 1)


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Searching her face, Doc saw her uncertainty. “Yes, Dolly was wrong.” He quickly stood and walked to the side of the bed. Leaning down, he gripped her chin, forcing her eyes to stay latched on him. “You are the one and only woman I’ve ever crossed that line with, princess. I don’t regret it, either.”

“Oh.”

The magnitude of her wariness urged him to not stop until she was wholly compliant. “You’re in my blood, Isa. You’re in my very heart. The thought of anyone else by my side makes me want to lie down in front of my bike going full speed on the highway.”

“But—”

He kissed her roughly and only pulled away when she grasped the front of his cut. “I love you, Isadora Walsh. I’ve loved you from the first moment I heard you talking to yourself in the terminal.”

Tears sprang to her eyes, but they weren’t sad ones this time. “Really?”

“Really.”

“Dolly was wrong about a lot of things.”

He frowned and made a mental note to chew out the madam later. At present, all he wanted to do was show Isa how much she meant to him. “Don’t listen to her about shit.” He sat on the bed and cuddled her to his chest. “I’m the only one you need to talk to about us. If you have questions, worries, rants, whatever, I’m here for you, and I’m not going anywhere.”

“Bloody hell, you’re good.” She leaned forward and rested her forehead against his. “For a moment, I thought maybe it was chemical for you.”

“It’s a lot more than that.” He nipped her top lip. “I’m also very attached to the sounds you make when you come.”

Her blush was well worth the cheesy line. Being a player was in his past. He only had eyes for Isa as long as she wanted him.

Her fingers danced along his jaw, the overgrowth of hair reminding him of the vast change his life took. Instead of a clean-cut EMT, he was a long-haired biker.Life’s funny like that.

“I’ve missed you,” she whispered, kissing his cheek.

“I didn’t go anywhere.”

“In my mind you did.” Her lips drifted down his neck. “Don’t ever leave me.”

“I swear I won’t.”

“What about holding back? I don’t want you to.” She kissed his jaw. “I want all of you, Doc T. Not the edited version.”

Cupping her face, he nuzzled her nose. “Okay, babe. You’ll get all of me, but we gotta go slow. I can’t bear to hurt you.”

“Neither can I.” Her hands dipped under his shirt, and he closed his eyes.I don’t deserve this woman.

“Doc, we got a situation,” Hawk yelled, banging on the bedroom door.

Cursing under his breath, Doc hurried to the door and pulled it open. “What’s wrong?”

“The Twelve Brothers crew is in Snowshoe, but it gets worse,” he shared, green eyes alight with worry. “Cueball and Snoopy were on their way back when it started to rain. They wiped out on the side of the mountain. They have kids with them.”

“Shit.” He glanced to Isa, her face scrunched in worry. “I gotta go. Stay with Queenie.” After grabbing his gun and kissing her fast, he followed Hawk down the stairs and out into the darkening night. With the storm overhead and the Twelve Brothers gaining ground, he hoped he lived long enough to see the dawn.

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Isa

Stretching to her toes,Isa listened to the classical music through her earbuds, the storm raging outside. It’d come over the mountains quickly, and she was glad to have remembered to grab a pair of earbuds. A crack of lightning illuminated the sky. She glanced to the window and worried her bottom lip. Somewhere, her biker was out in the elements, helping his fellow brothers out of a sticky wicket.

She slowly stood and rolled her shoulders. Queenie kept her busy for the first hour, preparing the croissants for breakfast. It kept her mind occupied, but her thoughts were never far from Doc or her kidnapped friends in Ireland.If only I could see them to know they’re okay.

Following her baking venture, she’d sought out Reaper and begged for an update. Sadly, he had none. They video chatted with her father, but the search was ongoing for Niall and Orla.

Dolly and her nymphs made an appearance for dessert. The cherry tartlets made with club-grown cherries didn’t tempt Isa’s palate. No food did.

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