Hunter clears his throat from his bed. “You are all amazing people. Thank you for accepting my sister.”
Fuck.
More tears clog my throat. “I love you so much, Hunter.”
“Ditto, Pretty Girl.”
Synn
We've been in this clinic for two long weeks, and it is finally timeto leave.
Everyone is rushing around, getting shit ready for my Pazessca and Harris.
The Doctor already handed us a large bag full of tape and dressing for their wounds, a couple of cleaners and ointments, and even some vitamins and drinks with electrolytes for them both. We have strict instructions to watch them and change their bandages once a day. No showers for them for a while.
Jax strolls up while we’re all huddled up, waiting on the Doctor to tell us they’re ready to go. We're all here outside the door.
“I’ll get the car pulled up and ready. Hand me that bag, Synn,” Jax tells me.
I hand it over just as the Doc comes out. “They’re ready to go.” He turns back to Pazessca and Harris. “Don’t push yourselves. Rest and heal.”
Harris stands, slowly making his way over to me and the rest of The Six, 3, Valley, and Bryan; his sister steadying him with a hand on his back. I'm the first one to reach Pazessca, scooping her up into my arms.
“I can walk, Synn,” she says in mild annoyance.
“Why would I let you do that? Prepared to be pampered like never before, Baby Girl.” My grin meets my eyes, for once.
The guys all reinforce my words.
I carry Pazessca to the door, getting ready to bring her directly to Jax’s waiting car.
3 stops me, crossing his arms. He just stares at me.
“What?” I ask, in exasperation.
He grunts, prodding at Pazessca. “No, I’ve got her.”
3 growls, prodding her, then me, even more forcefully.
“For fuck’s sake. You can sit beside her in the car, okay? I promise you—I won’t let her fall.”
3 nods once, tailing me so closely it’s ridiculous. He's way too protective. This is going to have to be handled once we’re settled. He’s not joining our special relationship.
I make it to the car, putting Pazessca down gently and buckling her in. As I back out, 3 shoves me out of the way, shooting in next to her.
“3,” she giggles.
“Bro,” Trikk grumbles, and the others say shit under their breaths.
“Come on, it’s an hour drive,” Jax urges.
We all climb in. I manage to get onto Pazessca’s other side, with Ghost practically up my ass so he can touch her. Valley and Bryan get up in front next to Jax. Harris and his sister are in the seats in front of us. Purge, Frost, and Razor are right behind us.
Frost curses under his breath. “I would love a turn, you possessive assholes.”
I just smirk. “If you snooze, you lose.”
Everyone cracks up at that. Even the asshole of the group gets to be funny sometimes.
