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know shit about them.”
“Did you see a neurologist?”
“Yeah, Doc. I’m okay, just fucked in the head apparently.”
“Bull,” she says and tries to turn around, but I don’t let her.
“Listen, Doc. I want to tell you this shit, I do. I can promise you the man you have in your head the drugged out thug who doesn’t take care of his dick, that’s not the man I am. The man I can show you, if you just give me a chance. I got my HIV/AIDS test back and I’m clean. I have the report and I’m even willing to keep getting tested until you feel comfortable. I don’t have a problem with that, but it’s time we move forward here.”
“We don’t really know each other, and we sure don’t fit into each other’s worlds. I don’t think I’m the kind of woman you want. I’ve had two lovers in my lifetime. Heck, that’s a slow day for you.”
I pull her around, holding her face to bring her eyes to mine.
“I never want to hear about the men who came before me, Skye. They don’t exist.”
“What? Are you…”
“I may not be your first, but I will be your fucking last. Do you think I would jump through these hoops for anyone?”
“I…You don’t know me!”
“No, not as good as I want. But I will, and I can promise you something else, Doc.”
“You can?” she asks, and fuck it’s all I can do not to kiss her.
“I’m with you. My dick will not be anywhere else, Doc. You don’t have to worry about that.”
“You’re so romantic,” she grumbles, but I can see a little of the woman who goes head-to-head with me returning. I like her better than the sad woman that was here when I first came to the roof.
“Give this a chance, Skye. Trust me.”
“I want to…”
She wraps her arms around her body, shivering. I take off my cut and put it on her shoulders, without thinking. Just like so much, it’s a gut instinct with this woman.
“What are you doing?” she asks, but she doesn’t fight me when I settle the heavy leather on her arms. In fact, she takes the two ends in one hand and holds it together at her chest.
“You’re cold,” I answer and my tone is gruff. She looks fucking good in Savage MC leather. She looks like she was made for it. Made for me .
“You’re a little crazy.”
“I bet I can make you like crazy,” I tell her before I move my hand to caress her neck, loving the way her skin feels against my fingers. Then, I bring her lips to mine and claim them.
Chapter 13
Skye
“M om! You’re home!” Matty says when I climb into his bed. His arms go around me and I breathe in his scent. He’s getting so big. He’s nine now. It’s been a struggle having him in my life, but without him I wouldn’t have survived. He keeps me going. Matty is my reason for getting up in the morning.
“You should be asleep, pumpkin. You got school tomorrow,” I tell him, when I settle him back against the pillows.
His warm little body curls into mine. My fingers trace over the sleeve of his Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles pajamas. I wish I could freeze this moment and so many others like it. With my residency in full swing now, I get such little quality time with Matty. I hate it. I hate every minute of it. I look down at his sweet face, and his head full of dark hair. He looks almost nothing like me, he even somehow managed to escape my red hair. He has one mark on him that warms me though when I see it. He and I have the same exact birthmark. It looks like a small star on the back of our right ear. It’s ours and ours alone.
I feel guilty that he’s been having trouble at school. It’s hard being the new kid at any age, but by the age of nine friendships have been formed, and it’s hard to break into the different cliques. I still think this move was the best thing for him—for us. It doesn’t stop the guilt, though. He doesn’t have a father, so he’s already different from other kids. There hasn’t been a male figure to teach him sports, to bond with. All of that’s my
“Did you see a neurologist?”
“Yeah, Doc. I’m okay, just fucked in the head apparently.”
“Bull,” she says and tries to turn around, but I don’t let her.
“Listen, Doc. I want to tell you this shit, I do. I can promise you the man you have in your head the drugged out thug who doesn’t take care of his dick, that’s not the man I am. The man I can show you, if you just give me a chance. I got my HIV/AIDS test back and I’m clean. I have the report and I’m even willing to keep getting tested until you feel comfortable. I don’t have a problem with that, but it’s time we move forward here.”
“We don’t really know each other, and we sure don’t fit into each other’s worlds. I don’t think I’m the kind of woman you want. I’ve had two lovers in my lifetime. Heck, that’s a slow day for you.”
I pull her around, holding her face to bring her eyes to mine.
“I never want to hear about the men who came before me, Skye. They don’t exist.”
“What? Are you…”
“I may not be your first, but I will be your fucking last. Do you think I would jump through these hoops for anyone?”
“I…You don’t know me!”
“No, not as good as I want. But I will, and I can promise you something else, Doc.”
“You can?” she asks, and fuck it’s all I can do not to kiss her.
“I’m with you. My dick will not be anywhere else, Doc. You don’t have to worry about that.”
“You’re so romantic,” she grumbles, but I can see a little of the woman who goes head-to-head with me returning. I like her better than the sad woman that was here when I first came to the roof.
“Give this a chance, Skye. Trust me.”
“I want to…”
She wraps her arms around her body, shivering. I take off my cut and put it on her shoulders, without thinking. Just like so much, it’s a gut instinct with this woman.
“What are you doing?” she asks, but she doesn’t fight me when I settle the heavy leather on her arms. In fact, she takes the two ends in one hand and holds it together at her chest.
“You’re cold,” I answer and my tone is gruff. She looks fucking good in Savage MC leather. She looks like she was made for it. Made for me .
“You’re a little crazy.”
“I bet I can make you like crazy,” I tell her before I move my hand to caress her neck, loving the way her skin feels against my fingers. Then, I bring her lips to mine and claim them.
Chapter 13
Skye
“M om! You’re home!” Matty says when I climb into his bed. His arms go around me and I breathe in his scent. He’s getting so big. He’s nine now. It’s been a struggle having him in my life, but without him I wouldn’t have survived. He keeps me going. Matty is my reason for getting up in the morning.
“You should be asleep, pumpkin. You got school tomorrow,” I tell him, when I settle him back against the pillows.
His warm little body curls into mine. My fingers trace over the sleeve of his Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles pajamas. I wish I could freeze this moment and so many others like it. With my residency in full swing now, I get such little quality time with Matty. I hate it. I hate every minute of it. I look down at his sweet face, and his head full of dark hair. He looks almost nothing like me, he even somehow managed to escape my red hair. He has one mark on him that warms me though when I see it. He and I have the same exact birthmark. It looks like a small star on the back of our right ear. It’s ours and ours alone.
I feel guilty that he’s been having trouble at school. It’s hard being the new kid at any age, but by the age of nine friendships have been formed, and it’s hard to break into the different cliques. I still think this move was the best thing for him—for us. It doesn’t stop the guilt, though. He doesn’t have a father, so he’s already different from other kids. There hasn’t been a male figure to teach him sports, to bond with. All of that’s my
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