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Sasha’s next in line and I bark a laugh at the large duffle bag she brought. She rolls her eyes at me.
“I wasn’t sure what would feel comfortable, so I brought you a few options. There’s fresh clothes in there for your men, too. One of Reaper’s guys grabbed clothes for him for whenever he’s released.
She gives me a hug and sits over on the couch.
The rest of the clubs filter in, and I’m surprised that they all give me a hug. Even everyone in Reaper’s crew. I’m pretty sure I’ve gone through a couple tissue boxes with how much I cried as everyone wished me a smooth recovery.
Andre slept through it all, but after the first person went to pat his leg, Patch warned them to stay away from his ankles as they were rubbed pretty raw from the ropes, though not as bad as his wrists.
Finally, around 2 am, it’s down to my men, Dad, Phoenix, Bear, Smoke, Devil, Punisher, and Beast.
Dad sighs and stands. “Is it possible to have a couple minutes with just Levi?”
The guys all gave him a chin lift and leave. Both my men give me a kiss and they’re the last to step out. I brace myself because I know what he’s going to ask.
He sits down on the bed by my feet. “Sweetie, please tell me. What did they do to you? My mind has been running around like crazy, thinking of all the possibilities. I know you weren’t raped, thank fuck, but Bear wouldn’t tell me, so I know something isn’t good.”
I run a finger lightly over the bandages on my wrists, swallowing the lump in my throat.
“My wrists are raw from the ropes and struggling. They run almost as wide as the tape is.” I let out a shaky breath as I try to laugh and find some good in this. “At least I know the bracelets work. Both Andre and I were able to cut through them.”
He gives me a watery eyed smile in return.
Releasing another shaky breath, I carefully untie the top of my gown, lowering it, but stopping just below the last cut above my boobs. I’m not showing him the couple of shallow ones in between my boobs.
When I have the top of my gown back in place, I pull the bottom of the gown out from under the blanket and show him my stomach. Lowering the gown, I cover my panties back up and show him my left leg. Once I cover it with the blanket again, my hands pause over the section of the blanket covering my right leg. He stands up, most likely not knowing how far down they go, though he does know about my ankles already.
Tears prick my eyes and I decide to just rip the proverbial band-aid off as I yank the covers up. Dad falls to his knees when he sees what they carved into me, carefully holding my calf as he cries.
The nurses wanted my wound to breathe for a while and to watch for infection, so they hadn’t taped it up, but it will get taped up before bed.
Seeing him crying sets off my own waterworks. I bury my head in my hands and I can’t help the little jump when his arms pull me into a gentle hug as he sits on the left side of the bed near me.
I’m not sure how long we sit there crying, but a groan has my head snapping up.
“Half-pint… Half-pint, don’t cry.”
“Andre!”
I shove the blankets off my legs and Dad stands, instantly at my side. I hesitantly try to stand, but when I wince in pain, Dad picks me up carefully and sets me down on the foot of Andre’s bed.
I take his hand as the guys all come back in, most likely having heard me shout his name, but his gaze is glued to my thigh, and I quickly reposition my gown to cover my thigh.
“Glad to see you’re finally awake, sleeping beauty,” Punisher teases him.
“Fuck off, jackass.”
“You had us worried, Pres. You better not die on us cause I don’t want that gavel,” Devil says with a laugh.
The guys give him shit, and I love how my men are always touching me in some way, making sure I’m okay without having to say anything. Though, I know they all notice how Andre’s gaze keeps going back to my leg. I just hope that he doesn’t bring it up.
About ten minutes later, he sighs, and I swallow the lump in my throat.
“Please tell me that doesn’t say what I think I saw, Half-pint.”
I look away, again swallowing thickly as I wipe more tears that fall away in frustration.
A low growl has me looking back at him, but I don’t stop him when his hand moves to my thigh and carefully moves the gown aside.
