Loving Nicole (Savage Brothers MC #3)(44)

“How the f*cking hell are you standing in front of me?” Crusher asks. I turn away, not bothering to answer.

“Nailer, get me to the hospital.”

“Answer me, motherf*cker, how are you standing here and none of us knew?” Crusher looks around at his brothers thinking they will join in. Trouble is they can’t. The only motherf*ckers who didn’t know I was alive was him and Bull. It doesn’t take long for that shit to sink in.

“Oh, I see how it is.”

“Do you?”

“What the f*ck man? I’m your VP! Bull’s your Enforcer! Where the f*ck do you get off not letting us know what the hell is going on?”

That’s it. I snap. I’ve gone my limit.

“Tell me, motherf*cker, why didn’t you bother letting me know what the f*ck you were doing? Better yet, did you even try to get a hold of me after our call dropped, to tell me about the damn bomb? Did I know one thing about you killing a prisoner and burying his body? Did you clear one motherf*cking thing with me?” I growl.

Crusher steps back, “Drag man…”

“While you thought I was dead, man, did you do one thing for this f*cking club? Did you takeover in my stead like you were supposed to do?”

“Drag you got to understand, she needed…”

“I don’t have to understand a f*cking thing. My woman is pregnant and I still put the motherf*cking club first. You’re done here.”

“Drag, man…”

“You are f*cking done. Turn your motherf*cking cut in.”

“Drag man, we should vote on this,” Hawk speaks up.

I turn and look at him. As a full pledged in member he has a right to call for a vote. I could veto it, but I’m too f*cking tired to fool with it. I need to get to the hospital to see Nicole. She’s way too early in her pregnancy to give birth to our baby and she didn’t look good.

“Whatever. Lock him down. I need to get to my woman.”

“I’ll take you, hermano,” Skull says.

I haul off and punch him. It’s not as hard as it would have been if my woman hadn’t shot me, but it still gets my message across.

“What was that for?”

“For having your hands up my woman’s dress.”

“I was worried about the bebé.”

“Yeah, until I see an M.D. after your name, keep your f*cking hands to yourself.”

With that I turn and get in Nailer’s car. I imagined my homecoming a hell of a lot different. Instead, I’m heading to the hospital because my woman is in labor. I don’t have a woman and I got nothing but a gunshot wound and sore nuts. Welcome home…yeah right.





Chapter 26




Nicole


I’m lying in a hospital bed, staring up at the ceiling trying to figure everything out and coming up very empty.

Dragon’s alive. How can two words flood you with such joy and fill you with white-hot anger all at the same time? He’s alive. He lied all this time, and let me think he was dead. He let me grieve for him. He let me hurt. How do I forgive that? I don’t even know why he did it, but I know it was for the club. It’s just another example of him putting the club before me. I was hating myself because I put Dani first. Why? Apparently it is completely okay to do that. There are no lines you can’t cross.

“Mrs. West?” The doctor comes in and Bull stands up. I don’t have the heart to correct the doctor with my real last name. I’m too damn tired. I had told the doctor I would be Mrs. West last time we talked. I was wrong—about so many things.

Bull’s hand goes to mine. He came back as soon as they dressed me in a hospital gown and got me settled into a labor room. Which is really just a private room in the hospital, equipped for delivery of the baby. I didn’t complain, and given that I’m scared to death. It’s good having him here with me.

The nurses placed these large bands around my stomach and are monitoring my contractions. They gave me some medicine through a drip to try and stop them. They aren’t as frequent, but they haven’t stopped. The only reassurance I have is the sound of the fetal heartbeat echoing from one of the machines. I like they are keeping track of the baby’s heartbeat. I need that, and Bull’s hand wrapped securely around mine right now. It’s all I have. I squeeze him tighter as the doctor looks at me, his face is solemn, so I know the news can’t be good.

“I’m afraid we’ve been unsuccessful in stopping the labor.”

Bull caps his free hand over our already joined ones.

“What does that mean?” He asks and I’m glad, because I can’t seem to find my voice.

“Realistically, we’d like for your wife to be at least another month along…”

“She’s my damned wife, not his.”

Dragon is standing at the door shooting angry glares at me and Bull. It’s okay, because I can give them back; I just have too much to worry about right now. The doctor looks startled. Someone should prepare him, because I have a feeling it’s only going to get worse.

“Coming back from the dead must have given you amnesia, because I left your ass at the altar. Please continue doctor.” It would appear that with Dragon around, I find my voice relatively easily. It also helps that my anger at him gives me something to focus on, rather than the fear I have for my baby.