I watched Aero’s face and it was suddenly a mottled red. “Are you fuckin’ prospectin’ with the Dogs?” he growled.
“Not yet,” Harmon said.
“Not fuckin’ ever,” Aero snapped.
“You’re comin’ with me,” Razor said to Harmon. “Hatch is gonna want a word.” He faced me. “You got my number. Text me when you need a ride.”
I nodded, keeping my arms firmly around Aero and waiting for Razor to drag Harmon away.
Aero seemed to collapse, wrapping me firmly in his arms and pulling me close, his face burrowing in my neck. “Hi.”
“Hi, baby,” I whispered, sliding my hands up his back. “What’s going on?”
“Not sure,” he admitted. “But I mean to find out.”
I grabbed his arm as he moved toward the ICU nurses’ desk. “Don’t scare anyone.”
“Someone needs to be scared, Violet. I’m done with this shit.”
“Stop!” I snapped, tugging on his arm. “Honey, please. Let me talk to the nurses. You’re way too keyed up.”
“I want him banned.”
I gripped his cut. “I will let them know that he shouldn’t be near your mom.”
“Banned, Letti. From the whole fuckin’ building.”
“Okay, honey. I’ll deal with it.”
He glared, but then relaxed and gave me a nod.
“Don’t move,” I ordered, and made my way to the nurses’ desk. An older woman smiled up at me from behind a computer and I smiled back in an effort to appear friendly enough that she’d do what I needed her to do.
“May I help you?”
“My boy...ah, fiancé’s mom, Marlene Campbell, is here and he’s having a difficult time with the gentleman who seems to be visiting when he shouldn’t.”
She frowned. “Let me have a look.”
“Thank you.” I glanced over at Aero who was pacing, his hands fisting and unfisting at his sides.
“It says here that Ms. Campbell specifically gave permission for three people. Jasper Campbell, Connor Wallace, and Harmon Rivera.”
I sighed. “Is there a way Mr. Rivera can be taken off that list?”
“Only if Ms. Campbell requests it, or she gives power of attorney to someone else who can request it.”
I sighed. “That’s what I was afraid of. Okay, thank you.”
I walked back to Aero and wrapped an arm around his waist. “Dinner?”
“What’d the nurse say?”
“Let’s go ahead and go to dinner first and then I’ll fill you in.”
“What the fuck did she say, Letti?”
“You need to stow that tone, Jasper. Way down deep in your ballsac because I will not be spoken to that way.”
