I do. Rain has hated me ever since she hit on me once and I shut her down. She’s not the issue. She never has been. She is gorgeous, funny, brave, and smart. Everything a man could want in a woman. The only problem I have is that she has and always will be Mustang’s daughter. There is one hard limit in the brotherhood. Family is off limits. Daughters, sisters, cousins—all of them are off limits unless you get permission from the brother.
As much as Rain intrigues me, I could never risk my relationship with Mustang for what could be a fling.
“I don’t know if she will accept my help, but you know I will do what I can to take care of her.”
“I know you will, and don’t you worry about that. I have something that may make her more willing to receive your help.”
That sounds a bit mischievous, but I let it slide. He is allowed to have his secrets.
“I am sure she is going to love whatever you come up with.”
That makes him laugh. He laughs so hard that he starts to cough, which brings the nurse running back in. He waves her away as he wipes his mouth, a big smile on his face.
“She is going to hate it, but it’s for her own good. She will try to leave this place as soon as I’m gone, and I don’t want her out there alone. She needs to know that she has family here. That she will be welcome here long after I’m gone.”
“Of course she will,” I tell him. “She will always be part of the club.”
“In a sense, she will, but not truly. She has seen what happens when a member dies. Their loved ones fade away from the club slowly. She won’t want that. She will rip the Band-Aid off. Remove herself before anyone else can walk away.”
“How are you going to stop her?” I ask.
“Well, now that’s where you come in. It’s a big ask. One I wouldn’t make if I didn’t feel it’s necessary.”
“What is it?”
The color drains from my face when I hear his words.
This is going to end so badly.
CHAPTER
ONE
Rain
Unlocking my truck,I slide into the driver’s seat. I manage to lock the doors and start the truck at the same time before I relax into the seat. My head hits the headrest, and I close my eyes.
Five minutes.
I just need five minutes of me time.
Lately, it feels like life has been hitting me hard. If I’m not at home trying to take care of Dad, making sure he has his prescriptions, taking him to follow up with his doctors, then I’m at work putting out fires.
It’s like shit has hit the fan, and I’m the only one who’s going through it.
I just need five minutes to do whatever the hell I want and when I want.
Guilt hits me at the thought.
I can have all the me time once Dad is gone, but until then, I can’t stop. He deserves all of my focus. He needs it.
Hell, I need it. I don’t know how much time I have left with him, and I refuse to waste a single moment.
I put on my seat belt and put the truck in drive.
As I turn out of the parking lot, the Bluetooth connects, and I make my call.
“Hi, Rain,” Nurse Sanchez says.
