“Well, you just proved my point,” I continued, because, you know, I’m fucking insane when I’m pissed off. “You hit a pregnant woman whose hands are tied behind her back. That makes you a pussy in my book. And when my man finds out what you’ve done, he will rain down a world of hurt on you, the likes of which you’ve never seen. And if anything happens to Doc, you’re gonna regret the day you were born,” I threatened.
I was surprised my voice sounded strong, my heart was racing so fast and I felt like I was going to puke.
“I’ll take her, Bear,” another man offered.
This one I didn’t recognize, but he looked young and I tried to keep the relief out of my expression when Sugar Bear handed me off to him.
Within minutes, I was chucked, albeit gently, into the back of a windowless van, and driven away from the accident site, and my man. I wasn’t sure exactly where we were because they’d blindfolded me. This did not help my morning sickness.
“I’m going to be sick,” I warned.
“Swallow it,” a rough voice said from my right.
“You’re telling a pregnant woman to swallow puke?” I asked.
“Bitch—”
I made sure I aimed his way and puked all over him.
“Goddammit! You fuckin’ cunt!”
“You hurt her, Bear’ll rip your dick off,” the young recruit warned. “He said he’s the only one who can touch her.”
“If you take my blindfold off,” I said. “I’ll be less likely to have motion sickness.”
“Not fuckin’ happenin’,” he growled, but I heard shifting and I had a feeling he was moving away from me.
I was trying to force down my panic because it would not serve me to freak out right now. My babies needed me, and I needed to survive and keep them safe. One good thing about the blindfold is that it soaked up my terrified tears.
I had no idea how badly Doc was hurt, or if he was even still alive. I shook my head. I couldn’t think that way. From my initial glance over him, he was beat up, but his white T-shirt was still white along his chest and torso, and the only blood was coming from his arm and around his face. I had to trust that he’d figure a way out of his predicament and I’d figure a way out of mine. I just needed my hands freed.
* * *
Doc
Afamiliar burningsensation in my arm dragged me out of oblivion, but I was lucid enough to control my breathing and try to continue to fake unconsciousness. Jesus, my arm hurt like a motherfucker, but I needed to ignore the pain for the moment and figure out what the hell was going on.
“I thought women and children were off-limits.”
I recognized the voice of Porkchop. He had a slight lisp and was overweight, hence the nickname. He may have been seen as Porky Pig, but he was smart as a whip and mean, so it was generally a good idea to stay clear.
“Can’t help it if Doc won’t let her out of his sight,” Sugar Bear said. “Collateral damage. Never got what he saw in that crazy cunt. Jesus, she’s unhinged.”
Porkchop chuckled. “Yeah, brother. Olivia’s the kind of chick, that’d set your clothes on fire if you pissed her off.”
“Hell, I’ve dated women like that.”
“Yeah, but she’d set your shit on fire while you’re still wearing it.”
As much as I wanted to tear their throats out for talking about my woman like that, I also couldn’t help but note their accurate description. But, of course, they’d think that. She was a strong woman. Most people see a strong woman and label her a bitch immediately. What they didn’t see was the size of Liv’s heart, the love she showed for her family and friends, and the lengths she’d go to protect those she loved.
But they didn’t need to see that. She was the old lady of the president of an MC. It was good that she made them think she was unhinged.
They continued to talk about nothing of consequence and I continued to listen. I didn’t hear anyone else, but I didn’t know where we were, so I continued to play ‘dead’ until I felt safe enough to figure out my surroundings.
* * *
Olivia
