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She offered him a small smile. “Sleep well.”
Putting away the phone, she opened the curtain and gazed out to the darkness. The city spread out with lights to the left, though the right was pure wilderness. It was hauntingly beautiful.
“You’re still here?”
Whirling around, Isa caught her hand over her mouth to silence her gasp. A prospect stood in the doorway, the light behind him hiding his face. The leather cut stood out, but no name was patched on the front yet.
“Um, who’re you?” She took a step closer to her slumbering biker, her gut not liking the unexpected intrusion. Hawk told her he’d be at the hospital all night. There wasn’t a planned guard shift for another hour.
The stocky man cleared his throat. “Hawk told me to relieve him.” He jutted a thumb behind him. “The guy was really tired.”
She squinted, the prospect’s face still shielded by his overgrown hair and dimly lit room. “No one told me.”
The man shrugged, and she caught sight of his dark eyes for the first time. “You’re a woman. Why would we?”
His words immediately sent a shiver down her spine. Macha taught their prospects better.This man is no prospect.She gulped, doing her best to keep her face straight.At least not for Macha.
“Sure. You wouldn’t mind if I stayed, would you?” She sank into the chair next to the hospital bed.
“You’ve had a big day. Cueball is outside waiting to take you home.” He turned his face to Doc. “I’ll take care of him.”
Eerie goose bumps littered her arms. The depravity in those words meant exactly what she thought. Racking her mind, she tried to remember where they put Doc’s firearm.Surely they didn’t take it.
The man took a step closer, and the gun on his hip glimmered in the light. “I said leave, woman.”
Isa’s eyes widened, and she stood automatically. Doc’s bloodied clothes caught her attention on the other side of the bed. His personal effects were there, which meant his gun was too. Rubble made it a point to ensure the hospital security allowed Macha’s men to keep their weapons safely hidden and she was damn glad he did.If I can just make it over there and grab it….
“Now, princess.”
The sound of Doc’s nickname for her on the scumbag’s lips sent her stomach into a tizzy. On some level, it was ironic. She used to hate the pet name, but now all she wanted was to hear Doc say it once more.
“I need to gather my things.”
Standing, she walked around the bed, the man’s eyes glued to her every move. She swallowed her anxiety, the brown bag with Doc’s clothes mere inches away.I can do this.She looked up to see the man studying his phone. Taking her moment, she quickly rifled through the bag, cursing at the loud crinkling.
“Hey, what’re you doing?” he barked, phone suddenly gone from his hand.
“Just need to grab one last thing,” she replied, faking a smile. Her fingers felt the cool metal, and she wrapped her hand around the handle.
“Hurry up. I have a job to do.” He checked over his shoulder.
Acting fast, she pulled out the gun and flicked off the safety. “Leave or I’ll blow your head off.”
The longhaired biker scoffed at her. “Right, sure you will, princess.”
“Don’t call me that,” she fumed, motioning for him toward the door. “Get out!” The gun shook in her hand, but she kept it focused on the intruder. “I’ll pull the trigger.”
“Please, you don’t even know how to—”
Isa fired off a shot, and it connected with the man’s arm.
“Bitch!” He stormed toward her and she screamed, firing off another shot. That one missed but still stunned him.
He pulled out his gun and aimed, and she quickly dropped to the floor. The bullet hit the window, glass shattering. A shard hit her face, and she winced. Reaching up, she felt the slippery blood.Just a flesh wound.
Crawling, she made it to the side of Doc’s bed. She had to defend her sleeping biker. He couldn’t do it himself, and after all the times he’d saved her arse, it was owed.
No.She shook her head.It’s because I love him. He can’t die. I have to tell him.
