Crusher by Carson Mackenzie

Author:Carson Mackenzie [Mackenzie, Carson]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: erotic, womens fiction, action and adventure, bikers, erotica romance, military romance, mc, new adult, biker romance
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Crusher

Carly slept through the night, if a little restlessly. Me, I dozed off and on, her every whimper had my eyes opening. I stayed in her room through the night and I would continue to as long as she was here. That had been an argument with the floor nurse, one I won when Jag called the administration and informed them that I was Ms. Monroe’s security and if they expected their rules to be followed, then they would need to sign the letter he would be glad to fax them saying they would take full responsibility if anything happened to Carly while in their care.

That was followed up by the local police captain’s call informing them the shooter hadn’t been apprehended and Ms. Monroe could still be in danger. That was enough, and she was going to have to deal with it. The thought of them getting to her in the hospital was unacceptable.

I shifted in my chair and looked at her. She was beautiful, and I didn’t give a shit, she was mine. Her eyes were closed and her soft breaths that were coming out of her mouth were tempting and the little noises she made were cute.

Sometime in the middle of the night I had had enough of the chair and moved to my current place of sharing Carly’s bed. I’d laid down on the side, slid my arm under her and shifted us to fit as comfortably as humanly possible in a bed made for one. Add in avoiding the IV line and all was good. Thank fuck my girl was out, ‘cause I had no doubt if she’d been woken up, there would have been an argument.

It wasn’t long after I joined her in the bed that she curled into me and I had slept the longest I had in one interval for months, only waking when her body would twitch, which I assumed was the pain making its presence known in her slumber. If I could take it all away for her I would.

My only problem with the current situation, was between her warm breath hitting my chest through my t-shirt and the small hand that started at my chest and rubbed back and forth and up and down, moving lower with each pass. My brain understood the woman beside me was injured and needed care, not mauled, but my dick evidently missed that message or ignored it because its state of being trapped behind my zipper, jumping every damn time the hand moved closer, reminded me that I was the one who put us both in this situation, which only pissed me off.

The nurse came in and I turned more toward Carly to hide the evidence of my arousal, her frown gave away her knowledge of my predicament, her whispered words verified it.

“Remember, she needs to curb her activity while she heals. She can’t get to worked up,” the nurse said, then walked out the room and pulled the door closed behind her.

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