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I rolled into the garage for one of the casinos as Callie shouted.
“You’re bleeding!”
Fuck. I guess one of those fuckers managed to graze me.
“I’ll live,” I announced, maintaining speed as we rode up a ramp, traveling upward until we reached the highest level. Thanks to the weekend, there weren’t any empty spaces. I found a big suburban parked in a row with other SUVs—the perfect vehicles to hide my bike.
“Hop off, honey. Give me a minute to stash our ride.”
She slipped off on shaky legs, hugging her torso as I carefully maneuvered my bike against the back wall, hidden where the light wasn’t as bright. The inner portion of the garage was far dimmer and would provide the discretion I needed.
I hissed as I stood, shaking off the numb feeling in my head. Dizzy, I stood still a few seconds before reaching inside to find the tarp I kept in my panniers. Covering my bike only took a minute, but the effort weakened me. I’d lost more blood than I realized.
With a groan, I stumbled toward Callie.
“Hawk!” She rushed toward me, pressing her hand against my side as I winced.
“I think there’s a bullet by my ribs,” I joked.
“Oh my god! How can you joke about that?”
My lips widened into a grin. “You worried about me, baby?”
She rolled her eyes. “You need medical attention, and we just left a hospital.”
“We can’t go back either.”
“I’m aware,” she snarked. “What do we do? You’re bleeding everywhere!”
“Nah. I just need you to make a bandage.”
She stared at me like I spoke a different language. “How am I supposed to do that?”
“Well,” I began, staring at her tits and unable to hide my appreciation, “if you rip off the bottom half of that tank top, I bet it would work.”
She glanced at the white tank she wore, blinking at me as she considered it.
“Or I can keep bleeding. Up to you, beautiful.”
“Shit,” she cursed with her silky soft lips that I suddenly wanted to kiss again. She attempted to rip the material, and nothing happened. “Do you have a knife?”
“Sure do,” I realized, swaying slightly on my feet. Reaching into my cut, I grasped the knife and slapped it into her palm. “Don’t cut yourself, babe.”
She narrowed her eyes. “You’re calling me a lot of pet names.”
“I like the way they sound on my tongue. In the same way I’d like to see if you taste as delicious as you look.”
Oops. I said that part out loud instead of in my head.
A giggle escaped as she shook her head, using the blade to cut around her middle until she had a jagged but serviceable bandage. Creamy skin snared my attention as I reached out and slid a finger over her navel and up her ribcage.
Callie sucked in a breath. “Hawk. I need to wrap you up.”
Right. My hand dropped, and I shrugged off my cut, followed by my shirt. “You gotta hold my cut. It never touches the ground.”
She bit her lip and nodded, sticking her arms through the sleeves as she grabbed it. I had to fucking pause because seeing this sexy, fine woman wearing my leather turned me the fuck on.
“Fuck, Callie. You make me want an ol’ lady.”
