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Mother fucking fuck. Why the fuck do I need to piss so fucking bad? I jerk myself awake when the surroundings don’t feel right. Mother fuck. We’re at Doc’s office. A God damn fucking IV?
“I’m not a fucking pansy-ass,” I growl.
I don’t yank the damn thing out because I don’t want to hear the Doc bitch about it. I get down from this shitty bed and search for a bathroom. In and out in a couple of minutes, with my hands washed, I put on my glasses because I don’t need to be scaring nobody.
As I walk along the hall, I can hear my little girl giggling and the Doc talking. I stop as I turn another corner to find them. I lean against the wall and just watch. The Doc is so good with kids, yet she doesn’t have any. She’s a different person around my girl.
“It’s about fucking time.” My best friend calls, but it’s Sully’s eyes I meet for just a second before looking at the Doc.
“Yeah, it seems I’m feeling much better. Fuckers tried to take me out. I’m too much of a Saint for something like that to take me out.”
The Doc’s eyes lower. From the looks of it, I’d say the guys spilled their guts. I shake my head, walk over, kiss my girl on the head, and sigh.
“Da.” My girl cries, holding up a fry to me.
“You eat it. Daddy is okay.” She does it again, and I glance at the doc. “Did you put her up to this?”
A smile plays across her glossy lips. “You do need to eat something. Pretty sure that was your stomach that preceded your entry.” She stands up. “Let me get that IV out, then you can help Ciara color her picture while I fix you a plate.”
“One page, one plate. I’ve got work to do to figure out which fucker set me up.”
“I swear I’m gonna empty a bottle of sanitizer into your mouth.” The Doc smirks.
“I might enjoy it,” I say with my lips barely touching her ear. She leans back slightly, her hand brushing my cock.
“I can play dirty too.” She whispers.
“I ain’t playing at anything Doc.” I kiss her neck so feather-light that I know it’s making her wet. It’s something I’ve learned she likes. Soft sweet kisses and nibbles, all while being fucked hard.
“You need to eat actual food right now.” She turns toward me with the fixed plate. “Though I should inform you I keep a key under the planter by my front door.” She whispers into my ear, pushing the food to me.
Fuck me. She just told me where the key is. “Wait, am I allowed to use it? You telling me where it is and telling me I can use it to fuck us both senseless are two very different things.”
“Only way to find out is to show up.” She kisses my cheek and walks back to my daughter, kneeling down effortlessly in those heels. “So Ciara, is that a kitty?”
“Da.” My little girl says.
“Everything is Da, Doc,” I say, sitting across from them.
“I think it’s less about what she says and more how.” She colors a bit of blue sky. “I showed Sully how to massage her back and arms. Remember moisturizer is your friend.”
“Are you going to show me?” I watch her as I take a bite.
“Saint, we need to go.” Monroe catches my attention. I look up, and he’s bouncing from foot to foot. What the fuck is it now?
“Be right back.” I stand and walk over to him. Whatever he needs to tell me has to be kept between us even if he and Sully opened their mouths. “What the fuck?”
“Alvarez wants to talk in twenty.”
I glance back at the Doc who’s watching before looking at Sully, who’s on the phone with someone talking a mile a minute.
“Yeah, okay, let me see if the Doc can keep Ciara while I get ahold of Ains.”
I run a hand down my face walking back to my girls. Well, hopefully, if I don’t fuck it up right here. Doc has this damn little quirk to her brow that makes me want to beg for forgiveness at her altar.
“Hey, um, can you keep Ciara for a few while I get a hold of Ainsley to take her?”
