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Lifting her into my arms, I take her back into the living room and drag a chair closer before I sit and perch her on my lap. The doctor looks her over and binds her broken toes and fingers, cleans the cuts, and stitches one that needs it. She has cracked ribs as well, but there isn’t much he can do for that apart from giving her pain relievers, which she accepts. Her head is also bumped, and he warns she might have a concussion.
After he’s done, I move us closer to Garrett. She reaches out to him and twines her fingers with his. His head is turned this way, and his eyes are closed. It’s the most peaceful I have ever seen him.
“He loves you,” I whisper to her. “More than anything in this world. He never feared losing or dying before, not until you.”
She trembles against me, and Ryder and Kenzo drag chairs on either side of us. And that’s how we sit, all night, with our eyes on our brother, who’s fighting for his life, our woman between us.
When the sun rises, Ryder makes coffee, silently passing Little Bird one before sitting back down. “He’ll be okay,” she whispers.
“How do you know?” Ryder asks, weariness in his voice.
“Because he’s a Viper. Vipers don’t die,” she states. It’s the same thing we have said for years, and it’s like something clicks into place. How easily she slipped into our lives and became the center of our world. It will never be easy—fuck, I’m glad it won’t be, easy is boring—but having her in my arms makes all the blood, all the pain and power games, worth it.
And when Garrett groans and opens his eyes, clashing with Roxy’s gaze, it’s clear that without her…we are nothing. What started as a business deal has grown into something much more than we could have ever imagined. A life. A home.
Love.
The very things none of us knew we needed, including Little Bird, but now we have them together, and we are never letting that go. Or her.
I would chase her to the ends of this earth and drag her back, kicking and screaming…actually, that would be fun.
“The fuck you all look so morbid for,” Garrett rasps, then coughs.
We all share a look before bursting into laughter.
Vipers never die.
Vipers never fall…unless it’s for a tattooed, foul-mouthed bar owner.
Chapter Fifty-Six
KENZO
“She’s finally asleep,” I tell them, watching our girl.
We moved Garrett to his room early this morning, and Roxy followed after he freaked out and punched D when he couldn’t see her. Now they are curled up together, snoring. Good, they need sleep. I do too, so even though it pains me, I let Ryder and Diesel sort out the arrangements for funerals of the men we lost, including Roxy’s friend Sam.
I also let them deal with the rest of the Triad. I have more important things to do, like hold my girl. Sometimes being the boss’s brother and also being injured has its advantages. As they grumble and get off to work, I slip into bed with Garrett and Roxy, pushing up against her back and burying my face into her neck and hair.
“Fuck you doing?” she mutters, making me chuckle.
“I gotta heal, darling, your body helps,” I tease.
“Fucking cheese ball,” she mutters, even as she wiggles closer to me, causing me to groan. “I’m injured, not dead, don’t temp me with that fucking ass.”
She laughs, and Garrett groans. “Shut the fuck up, or I’ll throw you out.”
“Me?” Roxy giggles, and he growls and drags her closer, even as he moans in pain.
“No, that fucking idiot. I don’t have enough blood left for a hard-on, so shut up.” We both laugh, and I snuggle closer again, just smelling my girl. I can smell hints of blood and sweat, but underneath it is all her.
“Shush, injured people trying to sleep,” I mutter.
They laugh, making Garrett groan. “I fucking hate being injured.”
“Me too.” I sigh.
“I could kiss it all better,” she offers, and we both turn rigid against her.
