“Looks like it,” I shook my head, trying to sound light, but I was worried. Concussion was no joke and the thought of her needing stitches in her head boiled my piss again.Fucking Tanya.
“Well, if you didn’t surround yourself with crazy psycho bitches,” she mumbled trying to make it sound like a joke. I didn’t laugh, I just held her hand and kissed her temple as Medic moved behind her, his jaw tense. “And she waited till my back was turned,” she sat up and closed her eyes, and I shared a concerned look with Medic.
He ushered me back so he could do what he needed to do. After a few more tests Medic said it was likely she was concussed and then he put in a couple of stitches after giving her a painkiller to take away the discomfort.
He gave me the run down on how to look after her for the next twenty-four hours, which I intended on carrying out. She was too out of it to argue with me.
When Ballistic appeared in the doorway, tilting his head for me to follow him, I squeezed her hand. Medic said he’d call one of the old ladies to sit with her and make sure she doesn’tgo to sleep yet.
She eyed us as we left but didn’t comment. Not sure whether that was because of the concussion, or she was getting used to the idea that I couldn’t share these things with her. I followed Ballistic out into the hallway where Casper was waiting with Felix, both looking tense.
“King isn’t convinced this is about some bullshit jealousy,” Ballistic said to us. “He’s asked me to question her and find out what she knows.”
“At the Shed?” my jaw clenched, my anger clear.
Casper put his hands on his hips and looked at the floor. Felix was stoic, he was the kind of guy who liked to see how things played out before he gave his opinion. I didn’t think he’d be happy about hurting a woman, especially a club girl who’d been around for years and, with the exception of Ballistic, I was certain we’d all fucked. His old lady, Lana was pregnant too. I didn’t know what it felt like to have a kid on the way, but it could affect the way Felix thought about how to deal with Tanya.
“Sorry to say it Ballistic, I don’t want to go against the Prez, but I think he’s overreacting, I’ve seen the way she pants after you, Hustle, and she was pissed when you started sniffing around Waverley,” Casper said.
“I’m not sniffing around anyone,” I slapped the back of Casper’s head.
“You did kind of use her to make Waverley jealous.”
“Do you want to shut your fucking mouth, before I shut it for you.”
“Just sayin’,” Casper muttered.
“Heard you claimed her,” Ballistic looked over at me, not acknowledging Casper’s comments.
Jesus was this all everyone gave a shit about. “Can we move on from that? What exactly does King want us to do? I might be a cold-hearted bastard, but I’m not taking a woman to the Shed.”
“I agree on that. We need to question her and get her off the compound,” Ballistic nodded. “Hammer is sitting on her at the annex. We need someone to deal with it,” he looked at me.
“Waverley is hurt, I’m not leaving her to go talk to that bitch,” I look at Casper and Felix. I figured that was why they were here, Ballistic knew I wouldn’t leave Wave. He didn’t miss anything. “What makes you think it’s a good idea me talking to her? She’s fucking insane when she’s near me.”
“She also thinks she’s in love with you, so she’ll talk.”
I give Casper my meanest glare and he visibly swallowed.
“He’s right.”
“Fuck’s sake,” I roll my eyes at Ballistic.
His lip twitches. “Annex. Go.”
He’s a fucking officer so I have to obey his order. Wisely, Casper remains in the clubhouse, but Felix falls into step beside me. I glance at him as we make our way out. I’m tempted to ask what it’s like having an Old Lady who is also gonna be your wife.
I overheard someone saying Lana wants to have the baby before they walk down the aisle and she’s about ready to pop from the look of her. She’s an okay Old Lady, suits being with Felix. From what I have seen, he’s happy enough with her.
I stop thinking like a fucking chick and take the steps two at a time then barge into the annex. Some of the other girls are at the doors to their rooms. Smokey and Jolene were smoking in the wide hallway and greet Felix and me as we pass, with knowing looks. I’m not sure most of the club girls are what you would call friends despite how they unify against the Old Lady’s.
Tanya wasn’t the kind who cultivated friendships, and I hated to admit I’d given her a false sense of being better than the others. Jolene and Smokey though, it was obvious they were friends, always together. They couldn’t be more opposite, Jolene is on the plump side, but it suits her, and a lot of the guys spend time with her because they like something to grab a hold off. Smokey is thin with small tits, dark hair and tan skin and super mellow.
I like both of them, though I’ve never been with either. They respect the Old Lady’s and don’t cause trouble. I appreciate them because they look after Connor when he has an episode, more caring and understanding of his needs than most of our brothers.
I’m not sure if they realize he bats for the other team or if they think his lack of sexual desire for them has to do with his injury.
We rounded a corner and found Hammer standing outside a room, smoking as he played with his phone. I wondered why he was being so damn lackadaisical until I got to the open doorway and saw Tanya tied to a chair.
