Page 79 of Thunder

I land with a thump but scrape across the asphalt, my left arm instantly hurting, and I grunt with the impact before groaning because fuck…

“You fucking idiot!” Ace snaps as he kneels over me and helps me roll onto my back, and I gasp at the sharp pain in my arm.

“What the fuck?!” I hear before Dirty leans over me, and he groans, “Scottie is going to kill you,” and I retort, “But she’ll speak to me,” and the man drops his head while Molly tries to hide her giggles, causing Ace to glare at her.

“Let’s get you to the hospital,” Dirty sighs, and I groan, “Okay…” They try to help me up causing pain to shoot right through me, but I try to ignore it because I know I get to see my wife.

Like it or not, baby, I’m on my way.

***

“Tank!” Dirty shouts as he helps me inside the ER, and the large fucker looks our way with a frown. His eyes widen seeing my arm over Dirty’s shoulder, my other arm all cut up.

“What the…” he trails before he rushes our way, and I hear Doc demand, “What happened?”

“Idiot went over his handlebars,” Ace snaps, “After crashing into the club gate.”

Both brothers stop instantly and put their hands up before stating in unison, “Not it!” and I smirk despite the pain in my arm.

“Is Dr. Hills around by any chance?” I ask, and Doc shakes his head while Tank's shoulders shake with silent laughter.

“Let me guess, she’s still pissed?” Doc confirms, and I grunt, “And she will be until she gives birth, knowing my luck.”

“Dr. Hills to the ER, I repeat, Dr. Hills to the ER,” I hear over the overhead speakers, and I look to the desk to find Rose shaking her head at me.

I send her a wink as Doc sighs, “Bring him to room two.”

Dirty does as Doc demands and guides me, once inside, the fucker throws me on the bed, and I grunt, “Rude!”

“Well, maybe you need to stop doing this shit, I thought it stopped when you met Scottie?” he snaps and a sweet angel sighs, “No it didn’t, he’d come into my ER whenever he missed me with an injury but never something this big,” and I look to the entrance and smile wide as I lock eyes with my pissed off wife.

“Treasure, how’s your shift going?” I ask her, and she narrows her eyes while Dirty looks everywhere but at her to stop his laughter at my audacity.

“It was going good despite the sudden nausea until you showed up!” she growls, “What the hell, Bradley?!”

“I wanted to hear your voice,” I admit, and she shakes her head and walks into the room with Doc and Tank behind her, all of us just squeezing in.

“You couldn’t just call her like a normal person,” Molly says with a smirk, and Ace grunts, “He doesn’t know how to be normal.”

I shrug, but then wince, and Scottie takes my arm, looking over it.

“You’ve got second-degree road rash, Bradley!” she snaps, and I wince because it hurts like a bitch.

“Dr. Hills, what is the treatment?” Doc asks, trying to distract her, and she takes a deep breath before she grits, “The wound needs cleaning and to be kept moist to prevent infection and to minimize scarring!”

Shit.

“Fuck, Thunder, isn’t having surgery enough to stop this kind of shit?!” Tank snaps and I take a deep breath.

“Brothers and Molly, can I have a moment with my wife, please?” I say, and they don’t hesitate to turn and leave, but as the curtain closes, I know they are still out there, eaves dropping, and I grunt, “I can still see you.”

“And? We’re out of the room,” Ace says, and I roll my eyes before locking them with my wife’s teary ones.

“I’m sorry,” I say softly, and she sniffles.

“For what exactly?” she asks, “For doing this? Or for trying to get me pregnant to get your own way?”

“Treasure, I’m not going to apologize for the baby,” I begin, “I get it, I shouldn’t have done what I did, I should have spoken to you about kids. I can’t apologize because I am so fucking excited that we get to give Sammie a sibling. That is exactly what that baby will be to him, a little brother or sister.” I gently grip her hips and pull her closer, “I am sorry for doing this instead of just showing up, but I guess old habits die hard.”