Page 5 of Burning Loyalty


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Kayla and Angie sucked their teeth at the same time, and my mom looked like she wanted to pop me upside my head.

“Spencer is fine, and he will be ready for you when you are. As far as your patients, your father took care of that, and he called the insurance company. Since it just happened, they haven’t filed any claims, but they are aware. According to the police and the fireman your father talked to, there’s not too much damage. They don’t know the full extent yet, but he doesn’t think you would have to fix too much. What’s important right now is that you get better enough to get discharged. You know you can stay with your father and me if you want to.”

Staying with my parents was out of the question for multiple reasons. My mother would be doing too much and probably wouldn’t let me rest, and they had a healthy sex life, and I didn’twant any parts of that. I made the mistake of not ringing the bell one time and saw some stuff I didn’t want to see.

“Um, no thanks,” I told her with a giggle as I wiped my tears.

“You can stay with me,” Kayla added.

Before I got the chance to respond, there was a knock at the door.

“Come in,” my mom called out.

I was in the middle of drinking more water when the door opened, and a man fine enough to stop traffic walked in. The water got caught in my throat, and I choked. When he looked at me, I wanted to disappear as my body heated from embarrassment and being turned on.

Multiple tattoos covered his dark, muscular forearms. His long locs were pulled into a low ponytail and gave a clear view of how handsome he was. He had a mustache and a beard that was kinda of long, but not that full. It glistened like he had oil in it, but my pussy juice would look better on it.

Where did that come from?

This man was probably there in a professional manner, and I thought about rubbing my pussy on his face.

“Are you okay?” he asked as he stepped further into the room. The way his eyes assessed me made my pearl tingle.

The pace of my heart increased as his deep voice flowed over me like silk.

I cleared my throat and tried to sit up straighter and smoothed out my hospital gown.

“Um, yes. I’m good, thank you. Who are you?”

He smiled, and damn it was beautiful. Perfect white teeth, and I spotted a small dimple on the left side.

“I’m sorry. My name is Onyx. I was the one who pulled you out of the fire.”

Onyx. With his dark skin and dark eyes, his name fit him perfectly.

“Well, damn. I might have a cat stuck in the tree by my house,” Angie flirted with him.

He stuck his hands in his pockets and let out a low chuckle. Even his laugh made my body vibrate.

“Excuse my friend.” I cut my eyes at Angie, and she shrugged. “Do you make it a habit to check on all the people you save?”

“Nah, just the gorgeous ones and children.” He had the nerve to wink at me. “Now that I see that you are good, I can sleep better tonight.”

“I doubt my well-being would affect your sleep, but thanks for checking on me.”

“You’d be surprised. Take care of yourself, gorgeous. Ladies.” He nodded at my friends and my mom, then swaggered his way out of the room.

The four of us stared at the door, even when it closed. I exhaled loudly once he was gone because it felt like he’d taken my breath with him.

My mother was the first one to speak. “Baby, that was one fine man.”

“Yes, he was,” Angie added.

“It’s a good thing my dad wasn’t here, or he would have had something smart to say,” I told them.

“Girl, your dad would have given that man the third degree, after he thanked him for saving your life,” my mom said.

She wasn’t lying about that. I laid my head back on the pillow and thought about that quick interaction. Onyx had me intrigued, and I wondered if I would ever see him again.