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I nod my head, relieved. “Do you know who the driver was?”
He grimaces in pain and nods. “Yes.”
“You’re sure?”
“That doctor here at the hospital. The one Callie knows.”
I close my eyes, relieved at the confirmation. This guy is screwed.
“Yes, but I’m not sure they’ll do anything. That guy has connections and deep pockets around town. Police asked us a bunch of questions; we’ll see what they do.”
“Is the club going to handle it?”
He just gives me a look, and his mouth turns up. “You don’t have to worry about club business. We’ll be back on our bikes by next week.” Dad never discusses the club with me. He knows I’m not really interested in being a part of it. But I hear things around the shop. I know that they handle things around town when they’re needed. And it’s not usually above board. But the club is who you call when you need things handled.
I grimace at that. “No, you won’t, but nice try. Callie says you need several weeks to heal.”
“We’ll see. How are you and Doc doing?” he asks, obviously trying to change the subject.
“We’re good. Just worried about you.”
“She finally scrape off her parents?”
“No,” I say.
His eyes darken. “You want your girl? Don’t let anyone get in the way again.”
I nod. “I’m not.”
“She never had a father. A girl who’s never had a father’s love and affection has a harder time feeling what it’s like to be loved by a good man. That’s why you have to continually show her. Just always be there for her. Callie’s a special girl.”
“Where did you get all this wisdom?” I grunt in affection.
“I’m your dad. It’s my job to be wise,” he jokes.
I look away and blink to keep it together. My dad is all I’ve had all these years. He’s too young for me to lose him. I need him and moments like these.
“It’s going to be alright.” He assures me, “I’ll be busting out of this joint soon.”
I stand and say,” I’ll be back, Dad.” I need a minute before I completely lose it and take out Dr. Douche for putting my dad in this hospital bed in the first place.
I’ve already decided how I’m going to take care of Dr. Douche. I pause outside of my dad’s door with two cups of coffee when I hear voices and stand to wait, not meaning to listen, but I can’t help it.
“I don’t know what I’d do if anything happened to you,” Callie says quietly. “You’ve been more like a dad to me than my own dad, and I’ve never forgotten that.”
“I suppose I owe you now for saving my ass,” my dad jokes.
“Don’t you dare scare me like that ever again,” she warns, but her voice is soft.
“I’ll see what I can do.” He winces. “When can I get back on my bike?”
Her tone changes, and she gives him shit. “Well, let’s see, Sam. You and I got in a knife fight. And I won. Because you slept through the whole thing. It will be a while before you’re back on your bike. But I have no doubt you’ll be back to your old self before you know it as long as you give yourself plenty of time to rest.”
“You always were a funny kid,” he says gruffly.
“I’ll check back in on you later,” she says as she hits the door and practically runs into me.
I hold out a cup of coffee, and she takes it with a grateful smile. “Thanks.”
