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My hand drops from her face when she stands and walks around my hospital room. The moment between us slips away.
I sink back into my bed as she walks over to the television and starts messing about with the settings. I ignore what she’s doing, too busy staring at her ass if I’m being perfectly honest. “You know, anyone would think you have an old man fetish… or maybe it’s a daddy kink? Yeah, I bet that’s what it is, right?” I tease.
She sneers over her shoulder at me. “You’re a dick.”
I chuckle. “You’re a dick…Daddy,”I reply, trying to get a rise out of her, and she bends over, picking up the nearest thing, which happens to be a pee bottle, and hurtles it at me. It smacks me in the chest, and I decide to play it up.
I grab my chest and let out a loud groan, rolling to the side, pretending to be in pain.
Maxxy gasps, rushing over. “Oh, Jesus! I amsooofucking sorry,” she blurts out, and as she approaches the side of my bed, I lean over, grab my glass of water, and throw it right at her shirt.
Her hands fly up in shock, and she glares at me like she’s going to throttle me for chuckling. She then places her hands on her hips as the water drips off her white shirt, showing her black bra underneath. “Hoodoo, you’re a fucking brat!”
I let out a long sigh. “Yeah? What are you gonna do about it?”
She glances around the room like she is looking for something, shrugs, then pulls her shirt off over her head, leaving her in just her jeans and a black bra. I begin to cough at the sight of her incredibly toned and gorgeous body on display in front of me.This woman!
She places her wet shirt over the back of the chair to dry, and that simple action instantly makes my cock hard. I lift one leg to stop her from seeing my obvious boner through the hospital sheets as she drops down onto the seat next to me with a great big smile.
“Well, I hope you’re happy now. It’s freezing, and I have to sit here until my shirt dries, wearing only my bra. Nurse Charlotte will think I’m a hussy, and it’s allyourfault.”
I smirk as a new program starts on the television, grabbing my attention, but everyone is talking in French, Spanish, or Dutch. Fuck! I don’t know, but it is another language.
I jerk my head back and turn to Maxxy. “What did you do to my damn TV?”
She giggles, folding her arms over her chest. “Changed the language setting…you’re welcome.”
Groaning, I sink back into my bed, shaking my head. “You’re annoying.”
She grins. “And you’re a bastard, but… here we are.”
I reach out and grab her hand, looking at her sincerely. “Thanks… for staying.”
Maxxy dips her head. “I wasn’t going anywhere, Hoodoo.”
And somehow, those words make my stomach tighten, and a smile lights my face as I lay back in bed and watch my television in some foreign language I can’t understand. And it doesn’t matter.
Maxxy is something else.
Something incredible.
And while she sits next to me, wearing no shirt, after waiting outside for me to wake up for the last five days, I realize maybe Maxxy is who I should be fighting for.
Not ‘G.’
I glance at Maxxy again, and she rolls her eyes, a habit she does a lot around me. “Stop staring at me, dumbass!”
Goddammit!I can’t help but smile.
Yeah,Maxxy is definitely worth fighting for.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Maxxy
Four Days Later
It’s been ten days since Hoodoo was poisoned on Christmas Day, but finally, I’m taking him back to the clubhouse today.
