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Chapter Twenty-Two
Tessa
Sitting on the bed in my towel, I reached for the lotion I kept on the nightstand, while Montana lounged on the bed reading something on his phone.
After the unexpected birth of Linsey and Vicious’ twins, the club followed them to the hospital. While I wasn’t a doctor with privileges, August allowed me to help get the twins and Linsey settled for an overnight stay. While the older twin weighed a whopping ten pounds, eight ounces, his little sister only weighed four pounds, seven ounces. The doctors decided she would at least stay until she was a healthier weight. Linsey and Vicious weren’t happy about it, but they understood.
Being back in that environment reminded me of what it meant to me, to do the things they trained me to do.
I was a doctor.
A damn good one.
I wanted to help people, not sit at home and waste my days away.
Standing up, I dropped the towel and got under the covers, rolling on my side to face Montana.
“I need you to fix it.”
“Fix what, babe?” he replied, frowning as he scrolled through his emails.
“I’m a doctor. I can’t be a doctor if no one hires me. I need you to find whoever is blacklisting me and make them stop.”
Montana said nothing as his body tensed right before he put his phone down and turned to me. “That’s what I was trying to do.”
“Go faster,” I huffed, rolling onto my back, crossing my arms over my chest as I looked at the ceiling. “What I did today, what I was a part of, was a tiny sample of what my days would be like. The adrenaline, the need to help, the satisfaction of knowing I made a difference in someone’s life. I trained for this for years, Montana, and I refuse to let some asshole stop me from doing what I am meant to do. I don’t care what you have to do but find that son of a bitch and make him stop. I want my life back. I’m going stir crazy sitting here in this fucking mausoleum you call a house. I need to do something.”
When Montana didn’t respond, I looked over at him.
“What?” I snarked.
A slow grin appeared on his face as his eyes heated. Rolling towards me, he pinned me to the bed and growled, “Go faster?”
Gulping, I squirmed. “It was an expression. Not a command.”
“Here’s a command. Kneel.”
“Montana, I’m tired. Today was a shit day that ended on a pleasant note. I was just venting.”
He said nothing.
His eyes locked on mine.
I silently cursed myself for my word choice. I knew the rules. That one rule never changed. Behind closed doors, I was his. His to do with. His to command. The only way to stop him was to say red, and though I wasn’t lying about being tired, my body betrayed me as my cream coated my thighs.
“I said…kneel,” He growled harshly.
Wiggling out from under him, I got up and went to stand in the middle of the room. Looking back at him, I lowered my eyes before dropping to my feet. My knees hit the plush carpet. Spreading my knees, my back straight, my hands, palms up, resting on my thighs, I took a deep breath and lowered my head as all my worries, reservations and fears instantly fled my body.
“I know you’re frustrated, Tessa.” He walked around the room, opening drawers. “I am too. You think I enjoy knowing that someone is out there causing you trouble? It’s my job to make sure that never happens. It’s my job to protect you. I’ve failed once already and almost lost you. It’s not a feeling I relish.”
I gulped.
I wanted so much to speak up and tell him that what happened wasn’t his fault, but I kept my mouth shut as I realized I was not the only one stressed by my situation. I never thought about what it was doing to him. For a man like Montana Stone, who needed absolute control in his life, being unable to protect the woman he loved had to be a crushing blow to his psyche.
The fact was I fell in love with a dominant.
I knew who he truly was from the first moment I met him. Men like Montana had an air about them. A determination, a strength that most men didn’t have. Yet, Montana had it in spades. It was one trait that drew me to him.
