Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 72401 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72401 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
“Lucky old me,” he said as he turned his head to Cody, who was hanging up some antibiotics.
“I don’t know who you are, but you need to get out of my ER,” Dr. Norwood snapped.
Cleo’s eyes flicked up, pinning Dr. Norwood like a bug to the front of a speeding car. “Sorry, didn’t mean to intrude. I just wanted to check on my friend. I’m leaving.”
Cleo backed out of the room with his arms raised, but I didn’t miss the glare he aimed at Dr. Norwood, and then the heated glance that landed on me before he disappeared out the doors.
“Boyfriend?” Dr. Norwood snapped.
I glanced at him before getting an alcohol pad to clean the dried blood off of Mr. Thurgood’s chin and cheeks.
For some reason, the man’s snapped question set my back up, and I snapped right back at him. “That’s none of your business.”
That was the last thing I wanted to talk about right now; especially to someone that annoyed the shit out of me.
I caught Cody’s amused grin just as he turned away, and I snorted.
Cody could find amusement in nearly anything.
I, however, was definitely not amused.
***
Rue
I shifted from foot to foot as I waited for my ride.
I wouldn’t mention that the man was fifteen minutes late.
Oh, who was I kidding? The man was fucking late and I was exhausted.
Even worse, I had to catch a ride from someone I didn’t even know.
Cody had gone home in the middle of the shift sick with a stomach virus. He’d been my ride home. Or he would’ve been. I wasn’t too keen on getting in a car with a stranger.
A loud engine rumbled into the parking lot, and I just knew that that red lifted Chevy was my ride.
It was older, but still in excellent shape.
A man hopped out and walked around the front of the truck. “Rue?” He asked.
His large beard caught my eye, and I was sort of shocked, and in beard lust with the man in seconds.
I nodded. “I’m Rue.”
He held out his hand, and I accepted it, placing my palm in his and giving it a firm shake.
He smiled, the corners of his eyes crinkling at the edges. “Nice to meet you. I’m Silas.”
That was when the front of his leather vest caught my attention.
It was nearly the same one that Cleo wore, only this one had this man’s name, Silas, on it. There was also the word ‘President’ underneath that.
I swallowed thickly, knowing this man was the president of The Dixie Wardens MC, and I was about to get into a car alone with him.
“Silas,” I nodded my head and smoothly extricated my hand from his.
He noticed the maneuver and smiled before opening the door for me.
I looked at it warily.
“I don’t bite,” he rumbled.
I looked from the tips of his boots to the top of his head before starting forward.
“If you kill me, I’m gonna have Cleo kick your ass,” I said softly.
“Noted,” he acknowledged.
Once I was in my seat, he slammed the door closed, and walked around the front of the truck before hefting his solid mass into his own seat.
“You don’t drive a motorcycle?” I asked.
“I ride a motorcycle, yes. But I had my grandkids, and their mother doesn’t like when I give them rides on my bike,” he said as he put the truck in gear.
I giggled. “I’m sure she doesn’t.”
“My son doesn’t give me the opportunity to watch his kids very often. Sam’s very protective of his kids, so I do my best to not piss them off. I would hate to lose the kids over something like that,” he said softly as he motored out of the hospital parking lot.
I looked over at him, noting the strained look on his face. “How many grandkids do you have?”
“Seven,” he beamed. “Another one on the way.”
I smiled at him. “That’s great. My best friend just adopted a baby with his husband. I love her to death. She’s a tiny little thing, though.”
Silas gave me a funny look, but didn’t comment on the whole gay marriage with a family thing. I knew what he was thinking, though.
“Do you know where I live?” I asked.
He nodded. “Yep.”
“Okay,” I said as we passed the miles to my house in silence.
He didn’t speak again until he was pulling into the driveway. “I’ll check your place, and then you can go inside. Okay?”
“Fine with me,” I agreed.
It was, too.
I didn’t care that he wanted to go into my house. It was wonderful to have someone watch out for me. You didn’t realize how scary a dark house could be until it was pitch black and you lived alone.
I forgot how nice it was.
Silas made a quick sweep through my house, albeit extremely thorough.
“Thanks for the ride,” I said as he started to leave.
He turned to me. “I’ll see you on Saturday.”
With that he left, closing the door quietly behind him.
“What’s Saturday?” I yelled.
He didn’t answer.
But I knew one thing.
There was no way I’d see him on Saturday, because that’d probably mean I’d be seeing Cleo, and that was one complication that I didn’t need.
Nor want.
And I was lying.
I did want him. A lot.
There was just no way I’d take him back.
Not again.
Chapter 4
Watch other people’s kids. They’ll cure you of wanting some of your own right quick.
-Life lesson
Rue
“I’ve never taken care of a baby, though,” I said to Cody as he handed his daughter over.
Then he left, and came back with what looked like the rest of Babies-R-Us. Dooley, Cody’s husband, followed shortly behind with a box looking thing which sprung into a baby bed in the middle of my living room.
Whoa!
“That’s cool,” I said. “But, seriously. What’s going on?”
“We both have strep, and we don’t want her to get it. You also have the next two days off. That’s enough time for us to get the antibiotics in our systems before she comes back around us,” Cody said nasally.
“I thought it was the stomach flu,” I looked around alarmed. “I really have no experience with babies. This one is tiny, too.”