Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81603 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81603 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
She was not going to argue with him about this. It wasn’t over, but she knew what had happened at the Monster Dogs MC clubhouse was still a little raw for him. It was going to take time, and she had a feeling he was going to become even more protective of her.
“How are you feeling?” he asked.
“I’m fine. I’m feeling good. I’m feeling strong.”
“You’re feeling strong?”
She nodded and laughed. “Don’t look so surprised. I can feel good and I can feel strong.” She glanced over at the machines. “I won’t be dancing around and singing, which you should be happy about.” Anthony wasn’t a big fan of her singing. She would often sing just so he’d come and kiss her, and he would do that to shut her up. She loved this man.
“I’d give anything for you to sing and dance,” he said.
“Does this mean you’re going to stop kissing me to shut me up?”
“Never. I’m never going to stop kissing you.” And with that, he took possession of her mouth.
She wrapped her arms around the back of his neck, pulling him in closer, not wanting to let him go. She loved this man more than anything.
There was no holding back now. No keeping secrets, not from the club, not from anyone. There was a chance she could have died, and she was feeling that now more than ever.
****
“It was a real fucked-up mess,” Lash said, removing his boots and socks.
Angel crawled down the bed and moved in behind him. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pressed her face against his back. “You did good,” she said.
“I had no choice. They had already killed a girl to make an example of her. We found her body around the back. Thrown among the trash like she meant nothing. The Billionaires are going to take care of it.” He rubbed at his thigh.
“I’ve got you.”
He hated talking to her about this shit, but Angel insisted he not keep it a secret from her.
“I know the world is bad. I know the world is fucked up, but even I didn’t realize what evil fucks were in the world.” He rubbed his eyes and Angel kissed his cheek.
“I know,” Angel said.
“You know, we could have saved a lot more than the girls tonight,” Lash said.
“I figured that was bothering you. How could you have?”
“Luke had been learning about this shit for years, Angel. Fucking years, and he was too afraid to come to me. Does that make me a bad man?”
“Stop it,” Angel said. “You know it doesn’t make you a bad man. He wasn’t just your average Joe off the street. He is a member of our enemy club. Don’t blame yourself for this. The people that need to be blamed are the men that do this. Not you. Not the Billionaires. Not Luke. The men that go out of their way to hunt down girls and woman and men, and sell them to the highest bidder. They’re the ones to blame. Not you.”
Lash put his hand on Angel’s arm and released a breath. “Thanks.”
“I’m not just saying this to make you feel better,” Angel said. “I’m saying what is true, what is right. I don’t lie.” She moved off the bed and knelt at his side. “I don’t want you to take all this guilt, Lash. You do what you can and that is all you need to do.” She ran her hands up and down his thighs. “You’re a good man. You’re an amazing leader and you have done things for the Skulls that people never thought were possible. I know you didn’t want this job, but you’re good at it. Just like Anthony, he will be good when the time comes.”
“He needs to learn his place, babe,” Lash said.
“I know, and you’re going to have to be the one to put him in his place. I get it. The club has to come first. You’ve always told me that.”
He cupped her cheek. The club did always come first, but there were a lot of times he didn’t quite follow those rules. The truth was, the way Anthony was with Daisy was how he felt when it came to Angel. There was no way he would survive without her.
“I love you,” he said.
Angel smiled at him, that sweet smile. The one he craved for her to give him all those years ago.
“I love you too.”
Chapter Fourteen
Daisy hated hospitals. She hated them as a kid, and she still hated them now. Sitting in a hospital bed, waiting to be healed enough to leave. Each day, she kept getting stronger and stronger. She hoped the doctors would one day soon listen to her and actually let her go. That was all she wanted—to be let go. She could take care of herself better at home. Sure, her mother couldn’t cook as well as the hospital, and she’d probably order takeout, or ask Angel to cook for her. That was beside the point. She’d rather take on Lacey’s cooking than spend another day at the hospital. It was driving her crazy.