Grease stepped past me, slapping Rocket’s back, and making the doc curse as he in turn dropped the wipe on the dusty ground when Rocket lurched forward.
“Fucking morons, the lot of you.”
“Had to lie, man. Doesn’t mean we weren’t friends. I had to lie to everyone, or die. That’s how it works.”
Rocket nodded, then Grease nodded, and I guess that was it. Beef over? Who the hell knows with this lot?
“Can I finish patching your dumb ass up now?”
Rocket grinned at the doc.
“I knew you wanted my ass.”
Chapter Twenty-Five
Iactually felt alittle lighter inside after my scrap with Grease. I’d been hating on him for so long, and I think it was literally down to the fact that I felt like he threw my friendship back in my face. We’d hung out for months, and yet, when it came to it, he couldn’t trust me with his secret. The thing is, he was right not to. Not because I’d have betrayed him, but because back then, nobody knew who was attacking the club, and I was suspected a few times. Telling me could have been what got him killed. I guess it just took me a while to fully accept that.
I’d seen him as this asshole who’d swanned in, pretended his ass off, lied to us all, and then buggered off back to his plush life until the next little stint at the club. I could see it in his eyes tonight though. He meant what he said. Club life was as important to him as it was to me. I wasn’t about to buy him a beer anytime soon, but some of the aggression was gone. Maybe over time we’d eventually be able to hang around and not bait each other. Maybe not.
“Come on, dickhead. That grumpy doc guy said you should use this ice pack, dammit.”
I grinned at V, who was sitting beside me in the lounge, while I watched Stag try to beat Harley at pool. Caroline was seated close to her cousin, with Nixie in her lap. Dogs were good at calming people, so maybe that was why I’d connected with the pup so fast. I’d needed that. I’d needed companionship and trust. Dogs give that and so much more, but it’s important to give it right back. They always deserve more than we can give them.
“I’m okay, babe. I’d say keep it for your pussy later, because I’m gonna give it such a pounding, but-”
I stopped abruptly as she dropped the damn ice pack right in my lap, as in right on my fucking junk. Fuck me. I leapt out of the seat, dropping the ice pack, and cupping myself to try and warm it the fuck back up.
“ROCKET!”
“What? She iced my balls, man!”
“Harsh.”
V gestured to Caroline, who was blushing brighter than a nicely smacked ass, and I realised she was trying to get me to tone it down.
“Harley never dirty talks to you? I know he does, Caroline, sitting there all innocent like that.”
She gasped, her eyes shooting to mine as Harley took a step in our direction, but then she started giggling, the tension leaving her shoulders, and Nixie yapping with surprise.
“You dodged a bullet there,” Harley pointed out, jabbing a finger at me as he turned back to watch his woman for a moment.
“Sit your ass down,” V hissed at me, and fuck me, was she trying to give my poor cold dick a boner?
“Not next to you, woman. You just attacked your favourite part of me!”
I dropped down beside her though, because the adrenaline was gone, and I was starting to ache in places that I knew were bruised. Grease had given me a fairly good beatdown, not that I didn’t do the same to him, but knowing what his background was, it could have been far worse.
“Did the doc leave painkillers for me?” I murmured to V, who groaned and stood up.
“I’m taking you to bed now.” She groaned as a few people oooohed at us, flipping them off. She was perfect for a club girlfriend, because she didn’t let any of them intimidate her. She just bantered with them like I would.
“What about Nixie?” Caroline asked, cuddling my baby closer, like she was about to refuse to give her up.
“Give us an hour to fuck, and we can come get her.”
“An hour, he says. More like five minutes.” Stag laughed when I glared at him, but seriously, I wasn’t sure I could even fuck her tonight. I was starting to feel like I’d been hit by a fucking car.
We made it back to my room and I dropped down on my bed, trying to drag V down with me, but she was resisting, because why would she just fucking go with me on this?
