Page 4 of Under His Guard

“I’m very sorry, gentlemen.” I meet the eyes of the group, freezing as I make eye contact with one particular individual who glares at me so hard I shiver. “Um, your friend didn’t make it. We tried everything we could, but?—”

“But nothing, bitch!”

I flinch as the man in the dark trench coat snaps at me. He’s banged up like the others, but not as much.

“You let Dante die. You didn’t do shit in there.”

The man isn’t screaming at me, but the harshness of his tone tears through me, filling my heart with cold dread.

He steps forward.

“Please, I don’t?—”

“That’s enough, fellas.” I whip my attention to the right and see Mr. Shaw has somehow walked up beside me. “We wouldn’t want a round two so soon, would we?”

“H-hey. Keep it civilized, gentlemen.”

I sputter over my words, and then security is approaching from the other direction.

Trench Coat eyes me hard, yanking on his jacket with too much force.

“This ain’t over—” his stare goes to my name tag “—Dr. Stewart. We’ll be seeing you.”

Chapter 2

Luke

The Crimson Cobras walk away, leaving me with Dr. Stewart, and I’m this close to saying fuck the damn stitches and going after them.

I could see it in that guy’s eyes. He wanted to hurt her, wreak some havoc like his entire crew did in the fucking warehouse.

“What are you doing out of bed?”

Snapping my attention down to the gorgeous doctor herself, I just grin.

“Getting them to leave you alone, obviously.” I shrug, plastering on a smirk to hide the flare of pain in my side. “Besides, I was just about to be discharged anyway.”

She rolls her eyes, and I can’t stand how much I love to see her do it. Every part of me is itching to push her buttons—and undo her buttons.

“I’m fine, Mr. Shaw. Come on.”

The good doc puts a hand on my arm as she gestures toward the hospital bed, and I chuckle as we make our way over.

Still, I can’t stop from checking as the Cobras make their exit. I don’t want them around her, and I have a damn good reason to feel that way.

Try to kill my brother and his girl, and now you’re going after a surgeon who was just doing her job? Oh, hell no.

When we reach the bed, I just lean on the end, not fully sitting, and cross my arms over my chest. There’s a slight pinch from the stab wound again, but nothing I haven’t dealt with before.

“You really shouldn’t be up walking around, Mr. Shaw. You were just stabbed. Need I remind you?”

I smirk, patting my side gently. “Nah, it’s doing a damn good job reminding me on its own. But I’m fine, really. And it’s still Luke.”

Dr. Stewart, whose first name I need to learn, just shakes her head.

“Got yourself into a lot of trouble with them, didn’t you?” She nods toward the exit where the Cobras are doing their best to avoid getting kicked out—and failing.

Security manhandles the last guy out the door, the same one who threatened Dr. Stewart and generously bestowed another injury, soon-to-be scar, on me. We glare at each other before he’s out the door.

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