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That was when I noticed he had a reason to cry. Where his forearm should have been straight, it was bent funny in the middle and I was sure he had broken a bone.
With care, I picked up the bike and set it aside, bending down to scoop under his legs. “Cradle that arm that hurts against your chest and try to keep it still. I’m gonna carry you home so we can get your mama, okay?”
Kid nodded and sniffled, fighting back the pain I could see reflected in his expression.
“Listen, it’s fine to show a little emotion. I know that hurts like hell.”
His chin wobbled but he didn’t let any of the liquid shimmering in his eyes spill over. Not until I was at the door and rang the doorbell as the kid yelled for his mom.
“Mama! I crashed my bike!”
There was a gasp on the other side of the door before it opened, flung wide by the sexiest, prettiest, and most attractive brunette I’d ever seen. The same one who ran into me at the store. The hot as fuck woman my Reaper was absolutely certain needed a hard ride on both my Harley and my cock.
My jaw dropped open and then snapped shut as I ticked my head in her direction. She wasn’t what I expected but I couldn’t say I was the least bit disappointed. “Kid needs a doctor,” I announced, watching the way her face pinched with concern.
“Oh, Noah! I’ll grab my keys.”
When she spun on her heel and walked away there wasn’t a single thing on this earth that could have torn my gaze away from the full and rounded ass that swished from side to side as she rushed back inside. I’d seen her do that twice now. She wasn’t walking away from me a third time before I learned everything I could about this woman and her son.
“Hey,” the kid whispered as I turned in his direction, “Are you watching my mama to make sure she’s okay?”
Oh, I was watching her alright. “Yep.”
Little squeaker whimpered and I noticed his left arm was swelling with the injury.
“Don’t worry, son. We’re gonna take you to someone who can help.”
The silver fox biker lived on my street.
Staring up and into his dark brown eyes with little flecks of gold dancing in the dark depths, I was totally and completely mesmerized while simultaneously feeling cornered as the prey of a large hunter while a prowling lion closed in for the kill. A twisted grin appeared on his face as recognition lit up his eyes and then he frowned. That was when I noticed my son cradling his arm against his chest.
“Kid needs a doctor,” the biker announced, appearing concerned.
“Oh, Noah! I’ll grab my keys.”
I walked away in a rush, spinning on my heel as I ran for my handbag and keys, pausing to open the garage door. I didn’t have to tell the biker to meet me there. He was already inside after I noticed the empty doorstep and locked the place up. When I entered the garage, Noah was in the backseat and buckled in, his cheeks flushed, and his expression pained.
“Toss me the keys, honey. I’ll drive.”
I could have debated the whole thing, but I wanted to sit with my son anyway. Sexy silver caught the keys with ease, and I climbed into the back of my Rav4, immediately checking over Noah for more injuries.
“Where does it hurt? Just your arm?”
He shook his head but bravely held back tears.
There were scrapes across both knees and a deep cut across the same arm that didn’t look quite right. Blood was smeared on his clothing in a few spots.
“I’m sorry, Booga. I know it hurts. Let me see.”
Noah lifted his left arm and I paled when I noticed it wasn’t straight. I had injuries like this one before and it wasn’t an accident like my son’s. I was positive he broke a bone.
“Okay, keep it close and hold it with your arm but don’t squeeze.” My hand cradled his cheek. “I’m here. I love you and I’m not going anywhere.”
Noah sniffled and leaned his head against my shoulder. “My bike is all busted up.” He sounded more upset about that than his arm.
“We’ll fix it, kid.” The deep timbre of the biker’s voice snagged my attention from Noah.
We both looked up at the same time and I caught the gentle stare of the big man driving in the rearview mirror.
