I reach for Letty’s hand and hold it, following along as they roll her toward the back of the ambulance. I have to release it when they push her inside. No one says a word as I hop in beside her and take a seat.
She tethers our fingers, wincing as an IV is inserted into her arm. My brave girl stares at me. Fierce love, enough to bring me to my knees if I were standing, staggers me. I don’t deserve it, but I’ll never let her go.
A throat clears, and I turn to see Brekker. He grips one of the back doors, and I can tell he’s a bit shaken. My guess? He feels guilty for not arriving sooner. He should.
Letty should never have been hurt on his watch.
He sees the accusation in my eyes and nods. He knows I’m right.
“Is my mom okay?”
Brekker’s jaw clenches as he looks at her face, cataloging every bruise and injury. He has to live with it. “I think she will be. A trauma and surgery team is standing by. They’ll do everything they can to save her.”
Letty sniffles. “Thank you.”
Brekker sighs. “I should have been there sooner, Leticia. I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay, Daniel.”
He blinks like he’s not used to her saying his first name.
“Make it right. Theo and Liam are the criminals, not Gage, Bullseye, or the Vipers. Clear them. They should be left alone after this.”
She doesn’t realize it, but Letty just returned the favor she owed Storm and the club.
“Done,” Brekker agrees. He pushes off the door as the paramedic tells him we need to leave and head to the hospital. “Take care, Letty.” He nods at the paramedic. “Get him checked out, too.”
I forgot my calf is sliced open, and I’m still bleeding. The wound on my head isn’t, but it’s still achy. I’m not worried. I’ll be fine.
The doors shut, and Brekker smacks the outside, letting the paramedic know we’re good. The ambulance begins to move as we drive away from the curb and head to the closest hospital.
My gaze returns to Letty and falls on her face. I hate that she’s in pain. It makes me feel like I failed her.
“Hey, I’m going to be fine. Just a few bruises.”
The paramedic snorts.
It doesn’t make me feel better. “Don’t lie to me, beautiful.”
“It doesn’t hurt that bad.”
“Little liar,” I softly contradict. “My heathen princess.”
“My stepbrother biker.”
The paramedic jolts. Yeah, we shocked her.
“I love you, Leticia Marie Jacobs.” I say it with every bit of love that I carry in my heart.
“I know. You’re going to fuck me later and prove it.”
Goddamn, she’s perfect.
The paramedic gasps but doesn’t look either of us in the eye. She can’t be that shocked. I’m sure she’s seen and heard a lot worse.
“Marry me.”
Letty smiles. “Ask me later.”
