Dark Instinct by Jayne Blue

Author:Jayne Blue [Blue, Jayne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-12-20T18:30:00+00:00

15

Maddox

I opened the door. Between Tracy and I we got Sarge back into his room. I found his oxygen mask and she helped him put it on.

I watched Tracy handle Sarge. She’d only been here a few days, but she was at ease with Sarge. She knew just what he needed.

“There, that’s good.”

She took his blood pressure and checked his pulse. She nodded to me and then went off to get a glass of water for him.

“What were you thinking, old man?” I said.

“Damn Hawks on our property. What’s that about?” Sarge said. His voice was weak.

“I’m pretty sure it was one whose ass I kicked earlier this week.”

“On your own?” Sarge asked me. I knew what he was getting at and I didn’t want to hear it.

“Yeah, on my own.”

“You need the club, son. They can help.”

“They haven’t been able to so far.”

It was an old argument between us. Sarge thought the brothers could solve everything. I used to.

“You too should both calm down.”

It was Tracy. She had a first aid kit and pointed to Sarge’s chair.

“What?”

“Maddox, sit.”

She was a foot shorter than I was, but she was acting like I would follow her orders without question.

“I’m fine.”

“Really? You’re going to get your knuckle-dragging self in that chair, so I can clean those cuts.”

I heard Sarge laugh then it turned into a cough.

“And you. Ugh. Sarge, that was too much.”

“You needed me,” Sarge said and gave her a wink.

“I can see where your son gets his bullheadedness.”

I sat down, and Tracy perched herself on the footstool. She got out some alcohol. It stung.

When I’d heard the roar of the bikes and then her yell I’d got outside as fast as I could. For a minute, white flashes had filled my field of vision when I saw her on the ground.

“Controlling his temper was never one of Maddox’s skills,” Sarge said from his bed.

“I can see that.”

I watched Tracy. Her dark hair fell forward. Her hands held mine and she worked intently, dabbing the cuts I’d opened when my fists hit Jonesy in the face.

“You’re one to talk.”

“Anything I should know about what just happened?” Tracy asked me as she put a bandage on each knuckle. Bandages I knew I’d rip off when she wasn’t looking.

“Bad blood with The Hawks. They shot Olivia.”

“Which we can’t prove,” Sarge said.

I wanted to argue that point with him, but I couldn’t. He was right.

“You need to rest,” Tracy said. She stood up from the stool. I tried not to stare at her, but I was failing. I was failing at everything when it came to this woman. I’d hoped to chase her away today but instead she was here, in my house, on the third floor, in our lives. And damn it, because of it, she was in danger.

She pulled up Sarge’s covers. He had already dozed off. This was more excitement than he could take. I knew that.

Tracy gathered up the first aid box.

“You need to leave him be.”

She was ordering me around again.

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