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“Take advantage of that shit, Sting,” I interrupted. “Get him to make sure all the girls are taken care of.”
It was Wylde who answered me. “Already taken care of. Rose didn’t even have to bully him into it. According to Stitches, she insisted the second he walked into her room, even before reassuring him she was OK. Your woman also had a hand in it, Eagle. She’s been with Rose the entire time, only leaving to check on Serelda and Iris from time to time. When Alexi got there, she immediately involved him in everyone’s situation, not just Rose’s. Obviously, Rose was just as adamant. From what Stitches said, once Nyla found out Alexi had practically unlimited resources, she made a list of what everyone needed, including private physicians and comfortable beds instead of crappy hospital beds. She’s a regular little drill sergeant. You’ll have to get Merrily to tell you all about it. She’s getting a kick out of the way Nyla is ‘directing traffic,’ as she calls it.”
“Guess that answers the question of if your woman’s gonna stay,” Sting said with a grin. “You explained things to her yet?”
“Ain’t had time. She knows I’m not lettin’ her go, but she doesn’t know the full extent of it. Give me some time to let things settle down here, then I’ll get Ace to do her tatt.”
“Sure she’ll be good with that?”
I shrugged. “I think so. Once I explain how we’re all inked. I’ll follow everyone else and get my own property patch in the form of a ring tattoo.”
“Wise choice,” Brick grunted. “Now if we’re done chitchatting, I need to get back to my woman. If Alexi Petrov is there, I’m going to try to get him to bring everyone back to the clubhouse except Rose. Sounds like she has a rough road ahead.”
“OK. Anyone here, make preps in case we get things worked out at the hospital. I want the club whores confined to quarters until this is all worked out. Last thing we need is one of them thinking she can sink her claws into Alexi Petrov. Not sure how his wife Merrily would take it, but with her computer skills, I’m sure she can cause no end of problems.”
I didn’t wait to hear anything else. Five minutes later, I was on my bike, headed to the hospital. And my woman.
* * *
Nyla
“I’m just saying, everyone but Rose would benefit from being taken care of at the clubhouse, Mr. Petrov.”
“You said that, Nyla. Several times.”
“And I’ll keep saying it until you do something about it!” I was pushing it. I knew that. I also knew Alexi Petrov wasn’t a man I should push.
“I bet if you hired the right people and brought in the right equipment, even Rose would benefit. I know she needs special monitoring and facilities in case the baby has difficulty, but she’d be so much more comfortable both mentally and physically if she were in her own home.”
“Girl, back off.” His voice was calm, but the expression on his face told me he was done dealing with me. Yeah. Seen that look before.
“I will not,” I snapped. “These women are my friends! I will do whatever I have to do to take care of them.”
Petrov opened his mouth to reply, but Atlas stood and moved in front of me. “You’ve already made plans to do exactly what she’s suggesting, Alex. Stop baiting her.”
“What?” Confusion warred with anger. “If you planned on doing that all along, why didn’t you just say so?”
Petrov looked at me coolly. “Because you don’t give orders to me.” The menace in his gaze had me stepping back, my hand going to my throat defensively.
“Dad, stop it!” Rose cried. “Nyla’s a good person and looking out for all of us.”
“She needs to learn she doesn’t always get her way.”
“Always get my way?” Pushing past Atlas, I marched up to Petrov. Before I could think better of it, I slapped him. Hard. “Always get my way? You know nothing about me, you bastard! I haven’t had a choice in life! Never! Not until I met these people. You might be all rich and righteous, but you’re just like all the other men I’ve been given to. You think I always get my way? When was the last time you didn’t get your way?”
“What’s going on?” A woman I hadn’t met stepped into the room.
“Mom, Dad’s being a giant dick.” Rose sounded pained. I turned to look at her, and her hand clutched her belly. Sweat dotted her forehead. Her gaze found Atlas and tears filled her eyes. “Get the doctor, Atlas.”
“Oh, God.” I hurried to Rose’s side. She reached for my hand and her grip was punishing. “Rose!” Atlas hurried out and I pressed the call button on the side of the bed. “Atlas will get help. He’ll fix everything.”
