Page 1 of Break Away


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Chapter one

Lean on Me for Once

Alexandra

Feelingnothingbutdread,bone-wracking shakes, and an impatience to leave the hospital, I stared at the contacts on my cell phone.

Any other time, I’d call Mom without a second thought. This was different, though. It might bother her.

God knew, it bothered me.

I had to call Dad instead. Calling him should be a no-brainer, but his over-protectiveness would go into overdrive.

Deep down, I wanted to call Rafferty, but this felt like too much to ask of him. And he’d probably lose his mind. Or he wouldn’t care at all. It could go either way with us.

Nope, calling him would be a bad idea.

After a deep breath, I focused on the screen. My hands weren’t shakingquiteas violently as they had been.

“Did you get a hold of anyone, miss?” a nurse asked, peeking around the curtain.

I held up my phone. “Doing that now.”

She gave me a bland smile, nodded, and walked away.

I hit Dad’s contact, then I put the phone to my ear.

“Hey, Lex, it’s Blood. Your dad got a call for a last minute issue at a new construction home. He left his phone and he’s out at the job site.”

Great.

“Is everything good?” Blood asked.

“Not really,” I muttered.

“What do you mean? Are you okay?”

“I’m fine. There was an accident, and I need a ride.” I hesitated. “I’ll call Mom and hope it doesn’t trigger her.”

Blood’s tone turned steely. “Were you drinking?”

I tipped my head back. “No, I wasn’t. I was a passenger. Ines was driving, but the other driver was drowsy, which they say is as bad as driving drunk.”

“I’ll send a prospect to get you.”

“I’m in Georgia, Blood.”

Without missing a beat, he said, “Then I’ll send Rafferty. He’s on his way back from our Memphis chapter and should be in Georgia right now.”

I bit my lower lip. “No, no. Don’t do that. I’ll figure out something else.”

“He isn’t on his bike, sweetheart. We made him drive up there in a cage out of spite, because it’s hard to beat riding the open road during the month of May. I’ll text you when I find out where he is.”

Should have called Mom after all.

“Okay. Thanks, Blood.”

“I'm glad you’re all right, sweet girl.”