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“Fucking hell!”
I heard a deep voice growl above me, but I reached up to feel my forehead and felt something wet. I knew my eyes went as wide as softballs and when I pulled my fingers down and saw red, I groaned. Blood was my kryptonite. My vision darkened and I gagged on my way down.
2
Mack
“Well,shit.”Bythe time I realized what was happening, the curvy brunette was flat on the ground. I dropped to my knees next to her and swore when I saw the blood on her forehead. “This is a new form of falling for me.”
Xavier squatted on her other side and frowned. “Not really a great time for joking. You knocked her out.”
Jones sighed and ran his hands through his hair. “Where’d she come from? Also, maybe look where you’re going from now on. You ran the poor thing over. Big time.”
I brushed her hair out of her face and had a completely ridiculous moment of feeling like I was staring down at Sleeping Beauty. She was gorgeous. I gently patted her soft cheek. “Ma’am? Hello?”
“Great work. She’s jumping right to life.” Jones looked over his shoulder. “You’ve got about thirty seconds to get her on her feet and out of the way before the crowd beats back security and runs back here.”
I could hear the commotion he was hearing and ground my teeth. We’d just come off an amazing show. I had planned on going to a bar and getting shit faced. Taking care of a Disney princess hadn’t been in my plans, but it didn’t look like I had an option. I couldn’t just leave her on the ground and I didn’t know any of the stage hands enough to trust them with an unconscious woman.
“Fine.” I stood up and lifted her body over my shoulder. Her head and arms hung limply and bounced off my ass, but I figured it was better for her than getting trampled to death. “Let’s get her to our bus and get the medics to check her out. She’ll be safe there until she can wake up and go.”
Xavier nodded once and charged ahead, clearing a path. He was a giant of a man and no one was dumb enough to stay in his way. They didn’t understand what a gentle soul he was. I was thankful for that when they jumped out of our way, though. Especially with a crowd of rabid fans chasing after us.
Jones barked at security to make sure no one followed us out into the artist lot and slammed the heavy metal door shut behind us. He swore and scowled at the door likeitwas the problem. “What the fuck do we even pay security for if they can’t keep people away?”
The woman over my shoulder groaned and grabbed my hips. I waited to see if she would say anything else, but she didn’t. Her arms fell limp again and I released a breath at not having her scream and freak out while dangling over my shoulder.
“I’ll call the medic.” Xavier hurried ahead to the bus.
“This puts a damper on my plans.” I sighed and glanced over at Jones. “We put on a good show and I was planning on drinking my face off to celebrate.”
“The medics are quick. We’ll get her taken care of, apologize, and then send her on her way. With the medics, hopefully.” He ran his eyes over the full ass over my shoulder. “Too bad you knocked her out before seeing if she wanted to drink with us.”
I laughed. “She sure is pretty. I doubt she’ll be in a forgiving mood, though. I should’ve been looking at where I was going.”
“Why change now? Forget what I said earlier. We’re in our forties. Let’s not waste our time. Old dogs and new tricks, you know.” He reached the bus before me and opened the door. “Shit. You put your guitar down.”
I winced. “I’ll send a text to Shane as soon as I put her down.”
“I’ll do it now. They’re going to have to chase down whatever fan saw it and took it, probably. I highly doubt it’s still sitting where you left it.”
I didn’t want to think about my baby being in someone else’s hands so instead, I focused on the woman in my arms. I climbed the steps and entered the bus, letting the cool AC wash over my overheated skin. The first space on the bus was a living room with four comfortable couches and I eased the unconscious woman down on one of them.
Stretched out on the couch, her curves were even more noticeable. She was wearing tight black jeans and a low-cut top that was black and mostly straps and lace. I didn’t get it, but I liked it. It was shitty of me to notice her body, but the top curves of her breasts were spilling out of the shirt deliciously.
I forced my eyes to her forehead and frowned. The cut was definitely from my baby. It looked like either a cord or a corner of my guitar had hit her just perfectly to leave a small cut. The skin around the cut didn’t look too angry and overall, she looked okay. Besides being unconscious. I ran my hands under the back of her head and felt around to see if I found a lump from her hitting her head on the ground, but there was nothing.
“The medics are tied up at another stage.” Xavier growled in frustration and stared down at the woman. “Cut looks fine. Anything along the back of her head?”
I shook my head. “No. She seems fine, honestly.”
“I don’t like that she passed out.” He sat down across from her and rested his elbows on his knees. “Go ahead and shower. I’ll watch over her until you’re back.”
Xavier, Jones, and I had served in the military together. We’d each done enough time to know how to take care of basic medical emergencies and several other things we’d never need in civilian life. It’d been a long time since any of us had to do first-aid in the field, but we could still hold our own.
“Sure. I’ll be fast.” I winced. “I’m the one who plowed her over. I should be the one that has to explain it.”
I showered as fast as possible in the small bus bathroom but I still wasn’t fast enough. By the time I shut the water off, I could already hear a husky female voice I didn’t recognize ranting away. I wrapped a towel around myself and rushed out to apologize and get her to stop chewing out Jones and Xavier.
