“Yes, I need a favor.”
He arched his brow. “What kind of favor?”
“You still know that nurse in labor and delivery?”
He gaped at me. “The crazy one who almost cut off my dick?” I nodded. “Absolutely not. I’m not doing whatever you have in mind.”
“I need information on Elijah. She’s been here for a while, she might know.”
“Information which involves my dick going in dangerous waters, huh?”
I smirked, folding my arms across my chest. “So you’ll do it then?”
“I have a wife, Blaize. A wife who is in said hospital right now.”
“I can call Fallon right now and get that nurse in her room, wet and needy for you while your wife watches.”
He glared at me. “No. Fallon is not dealing with that. She is finally stable, and I am not having added stress on her heart. Why don’t you flirt with her and eat her pussy? You have more pull than I do.”
“Kadence,” I said simply.
He sighed. “I’ll see what I can do, but I’m not fucking her.”
I knew his plan would fail, but he would figure it out on his own. I walked to Fallon’s room while Hawke was busy. She greeted me with a bright smile and a curious brow when Hawke didn’t return with me.
“And where is my sexy beast of a man at? Unless you want to have some fun.”
I laughed. For a woman who was in a hospital bed, she was still the same sassy brat. “He’s trying to get more information for me. Elijah had a twin, and said twin is trying to hurt my people. And I’m certain he is the one who shot you and killed Layla.”
“Is my husband balls deep in pussy to get the information we need?”
“For a woman married to a beast of a man, you don’t seem to care if he fucks other women.”
“Oh no. I do. If I’m not with him or if it’s not of importance, I will tease him or find some hot woman at the club to sleep with. If he’s talking to a nurse, it’s about what happened to Layla and the asshole who shot me.”
“Told the asshole you didn’t care. He’s flirting, not fucking.”
She laughed. “As if flirting will work. Let’s wait till he comes in here and I’ll get you the information you need.”
I smirked at her and her attitude. Fallon was a brat, and she knew it. It drove Hawke insane, but he loved her. The twoof them met not long after I took over this territory. Hawke was attracted to her like a moth to light. Their relationship was explosive, but with passion and heat instead of toxicity. Hawke would die for that woman.
Hawke stepped into the room with a melancholy expression. “Uh, no luck, boss.”
“Now I know you didn’t think sweet talking a woman would be enough when you look like this?” Fallon hammered her disapproval of his antics. Before Hawke could say anything, she lifted her hand. “I might be on bedrest, but I can fuck. Get that pretty nurse in here and get ready for the ride of your life, husband.”
“Fallon,” he growled.
“Don’t Fallon me. If you aren’t going to fuck the information out of her, I will. I want to find the asshole who took Layla from us. Either stick your dick in her while I watch, or you’ll sit there while she rides my face. Take your pick.”
“Damn, she’s feisty.”
“She’s a fucking brat.”
“You can punish me later, asshole. Now go get her,” Fallon snapped.
I patted him on the shoulder. “I told you so. I’ll be outside waiting.”
I walked back outside to my bike and waited for Hawke and Fallon to get the information I needed. If Elijah’s twin was causing havoc in my town, I needed to find him. If his twin wasn’t a part of Elijah's circle, why would he be trying to get revenge now? It didn’t make any sense.
