Wild Ride – Wild Brothers Read Online Tory Baker

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Forbidden, Insta-Love Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36673 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
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“Come here, Delilah. You won’t hurt me.” I lift up my good arm, ready to have her next to me. She needs it, and fuck if I don’t need it. The last thought I had before I passed out was not making good on my promise to come home to her. I can’t say I’m too happy about falling to my damn knees with a baby in my arms, but I guess it happens with how much blood I had lost from the shot to my arm.

“I’m not getting in bed with you, Fletcher Wild. Your family is here, and so is my dad,” she whisper-hisses. Beau lets out a chuckle, letting on that he heard her. I narrow my eyes, and he raises his hands in defeat. That’s right, fucker. I love my brothers, love all of them, but I’ll beat their asses if they so much as hurt Delilah from laughing at her antics.

“Woman, sit your ass down and give me your eyes.” I’d be on my way home already if it weren’t for my arm, a through and through by a high caliber rifle. Fucking bullets from an AR-15. I’m lucky the bullet didn’t stay lodged inside my arm.

“Fine.” My hand reaches for hers the second her ass meets the bed, and she’s sitting near my hip. So close I can smell her, yet I want her closer. Always do and always will.

“Closer.” She leans down. I lick my lips, and her eyes darken with need. “I’m okay. Once they do an X-ray, the doctor will stitch me up, and then we can go home, alright?”

“Home,” she repeats.

“Yeah.” I lift up, pressing my lips to hers in a quick kiss, too fucking quick, but like she’s said, we’ve got an audience, and I’m not about to embarrass her.

“Alright, you two lovebirds. The nurse is about to take you to X-ray. We’ll wait in here for you.”Chief Taylor doesn’t say a word about Delilah and me. Probably because I gave him a quick rundown before he went to meet everyone. I laid it out, told him I loved her, and it was the real deal, marriage and kids. Taylor pretty much said we’d talk later and to worry about getting better first. I’m not too worried about how the conversation will go. He had his chance to make my injury worse, and he didn’t take it. Therefore, I’m thinking he’s on board with me dating his daughter.

“I’m going with him,” Delilah states. I don’t have the heart to tell her any differently.

“She’s good,” I tell Taylor over her shoulder.

“Alright, well, now that we’ve had our eyes on you, we’re going to head home. Answer your phone. Colton sent a text, and Owen said he’ll call you once you’re home and settled,” Asher states.

“Delilah, we’ll go to Fletch’s and change the sheets and stock the fridge, if that’s okay with you?” Madelyn asks her best friend instead of me. I’m more than okay with that, going as far to hold back my smirk. I’m not an asshole to my brother’s woman, but I also understand the reason she’s asking Delilah. She’s making sure she won’t walk in on anything we don’t want her to see.

“I’d appreciate that so much, thank you,” Delilah responds.

“Will you hand me my phone? I’m pretty sure after they manipulate my arm, stitch me up, and do whatever else they want, I’m gonna be wiped,” I ask Beau.

“Not a bad idea. You good?” Beau has been in the family house the longest, didn’t seem set on anything in particular so far, and that’s okay. No one said he needed to settle down as young as our parents did.

“I’m good. Appreciate you coming out.” I wrap my palm around my phone.

“Not a problem. Holler if you need anything.” We nod at one another, then he backs away and heads for the door.

I glance down at my phone and see Colt’s message.

Colt: You good?

Me: I am. Got Delilah here with me, and I know she’ll be taking care of me.

Colt: Don’t know how you do it. Variety is the spice of life.

Me: You think that until you find a good one. Thanks for checking in. See you soon?

Colt: I’ll be over tomorrow, let the masses come over first, then I’ll stop by.

Me: Sounds good.

“Mr. Fletcher, are you ready?” The nurse walks in with a damn wheelchair.

“Yep. Is that necessary? I can walk.” It’s not like they took me out by my legs.

“Afraid so. It’s hospital policy,” she replies.

“Fine.” Delilah stands up first, moving out of the way but never out of reach. I get it. If roles were reversed and she were shot, you couldn’t pry me away from her. Fuck, I don’t want to now as it is. I sit my ass in the wheelchair, annoyed at the circumstance of being wheeled around on display. This shit can’t be done soon enough. I’m ready to go home, lay my ass down, and hold my woman. Delilah must sense my thoughts, she keeps her hand in mine as she walks beside me, and holds my hand. Now I’m going to have to convince her come tomorrow that I’ll be completely back to normal even if I’m off work while they wrap up the investigation. I know exactly how to kill time while I’m off for the time being, and it’s going to be with my woman handcuffed to the bed.


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