DIRTY DESIRES: A Devil Kings MC Story by Nicole James

DIRTY DESIRES: A Devil Kings MC Story by Nicole James

Author:Nicole James [James, Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nicole James
Published: 2020-09-29T23:00:00+00:00


Gypsy roars up on his bike in less than five minutes. I dash outside to meet him on the lawn. He yanks a big sledgehammer free from where it’s strapped to his handlebar.

“Show me where,” he grunts, and I lead him in.

“I tried to check on her but can’t get in.”

We dash inside and take the stairs two at a time. With four swings he’s busted through a panel and reaches an arm inside to flip the bolt. He opens it, and we both rush inside. She’s on the floor, an empty pill container and the bottle of Vodka next to her.

“I’ll call 911,” I say, reaching for the phone.

“No time for that. The MC’s doctor is right behind me.”

We hear a shout from below.

“Gypsy?”

“Up here, Doc. Hurry.”

A middle-aged man rushes in, huffing with exertion, a young woman right behind him.

He bends down and puts two fingers to my mother’s neck. “She’s got a pulse.”

The woman starts digging through a bag and pulling equipment out.

“Give us some room, please,” the doctor says. “Gypsy, lift her up on the bed for me, will you?”

Gypsy scoops my mother up and lays her out.

The man begins doing chest compressions while the woman prepares a shot.

“Be better if you two wait outside,” the doctor says, and Gypsy grabs my arm and pulls me from the room.

I try to resist, tears spilling down my cheeks. She may not have been the greatest mother, but she’s the only one I have, and I don’t want her to die.

“Babe, come on. Doc’s got this. Don’t worry.”

I collapse against his chest. I don’t know if what he says is true, but right now I want to believe him. I have to believe him.

“Breathe, Tess.”

I drag in a long, shuddering breath and try to pull it together.

“You okay?” He tips my head up with a finger under my chin. I nod, and then clutch him tighter. His arms wrap around me, and I just let myself take comfort in that. It feels like I’ll be okay as long as he’s got me. I want to believe he can fix all of this, even though my brain tells me he can’t. I so want to believe.

“We need to get her to a hospital, but we have no insurance,” I murmur against his shirt.

“Doc’s taking care of her.” His big hand strokes the back of my head.

Minutes drag on and finally after what seems like hours, the doctor emerges. “She’s stable now. We pumped her stomach.”

“Thank you.”

His eyes move between Gypsy and me. “I understand the sensitivity of the situation. We can move her to my clinic and watch her, or you can take her to a hospital. It’s up to you.”

“Clinic will be fine,” Gypsy answers for me. “She’s Growler’s ol’ lady.”

The doctor nods as if that is explanation enough. “I’ll send the club the bill.”

“Send it to me,” Gypsy corrects. “Club doesn’t need to know about all this.”

“I understand.” His eyes move to mine. “She’s going to need some ongoing treatment.



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