“Wrath! What the hell are you doing?”
My head whipped toward Raquel, Orion’s wife, and Sundance’s daughter-in-law, who was running toward Wrath and his captive.
“Put her down,” Raquel ordered.
“Bitch—”
Sierra pinched his side and squealed. “Don’t you dare call my best friend a bitch!”
“Wrath, put her down,” Sundance growled.
“No!” Wrath snapped like a petulant child.
Scooby, Orion, Sundance, and Jekyll all surrounded Wrath, along with a few other bikers I hadn’t met yet.
“Out of my way,” Wrath bellowed.
“Wrath, we can talk... later,” Sierra said. “Just put me down.”
“I’m not fuckin’ lettin’ you out of my sight again,” Wrath avowed.
“I’m here for a week, you big lug. I promise I won’t leave again without saying goodbye.”
Wrath adjusted her on his shoulder, giving her butt a hard smack.
“Honey, seriously,” Sierra rasped. “I can’t breathe. Let me down.”
Honey?
Well, this just got interesting. The pain in my leg was quickly forgotten as I watched the drama unfolding in front of me.
“Please,” she begged, and Wrath lowered her gently to the ground, but did not release her completely.
“You fuckin’ left,” he accused.
She nodded. “I know. I didn’t have a choice. Let’s get through today and we can talk.”
He scowled, and Sierra laid her hand on his chest. “I’m not going anywhere for the moment. I promise, we’ll talk.”
Before I could see Wrath’s response, Jekyll appeared in front of me, and I looked up at him. “Hey.”
“Hey, baby. Enjoyin’ the show?”
“Well, Iwas. But you’ve interrupted my programming with your sexy ass instead.”
He chuckled. “Come on. We’re heading back to the club to drink.”
“Do you happen to have any ibuprofen?”
He frowned. “You bad?”
“Little bit, yes.”
He slid his hand into his pocket and pulled out a pill. “I grabbed one of your Vicodin.”
“Bless you,” I said, taking it without water.
He cupped my face. “Don’t wait next time, got it?”
