Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 69328 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69328 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
“Me? I’m not some crook-finding service.”
“No, you’re a Skull through and through,” Tiny said. “You’ve got the men who can make this look more like child’s play.”
“Fine, I’ll do what is needed.” Alex walked away grabbing his cell phone and starting a call as he did.
“Right, in the meantime, Sandy is staying in the hospital. Is that okay with you, Stink?” Tiny asked.
“Yeah, she wants to keep an eye on Kelsey. I don’t think I could order her away even if I wanted to.” Stink spoke up for the first time.
Everyone in the club knew Stink had a thing for the doctor. They all stepped away giving him the time to woo her.
“Good, she’s our eyes and ears.”
“I’m not leaving the hospital. If he visits her I want to be there to make sure he doesn’t try anything funny,” Killer said.
“Tate’s going as well. She’s going to try to see when she can,” Murphy said.
Tiny nodded. “I know she’s not an old lady, but we’re going to treat her as such. I don’t agree with what she did to you, Killer. She better make it up to you.”
“Thank you, Tiny. I appreciate it, and she will.”
“I’m going home to kiss my kids then fuck my woman. Do you think you can keep this place fucking working for the next couple of hours?” Tiny asked.
They all nodded watching their leader leave the clubhouse.
Killer went to his room going straight for the shower. There was no way he would let Michael take Kelsey away from him. He’d kill the bastard with his bare hands if he had to.
****
Kelsey opened her mouth as Michael pressed the spoon to her lips. She was being fed porridge by a man she didn’t want. He’d woken her up to a heated call. “Why can’t I feed myself?” she asked, hating the humiliation of having him do all the work.
“Doctor wants you to have a psych evaluation before he removes your restraints. Besides, I love feeding you. It’s about time I caught up on all my husbandly duties.”
She didn’t need to use the toilet either. They had a bag for that as well. Kelsey wanted to curse, scream, and rant, but Sandy advised against that. If she came across the wrong way then she’d be restrained to the bed for a lot longer.
Fuck, she really needed to get out. When she got out of the hospital she’d be locking up all of her knives. Would she be able to cut with a blunt knife?
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
“Have you seen Killer and Tate?” she asked.
“No.” Michael gritted his teeth.
They were out in the waiting room. She bit her lip to stop herself from smiling. Her friends loved her and were not going to be easily forced out of her life.
“What was your phone call about?”
“Business.”
Opening her mouth she took the last of the porridge. He placed a straw to her lips, and she sucked the liquid down.
When he leaned down to kiss her lips Kelsey felt guilty the moment his lips touched hers. Her lips, all of her body, belonged to Killer.
“I’m not going to give up, Kels. You’re my wife.”
“In name only.” She turned to look out of the window. What would she give to feel the sunshine on her face?
“We could change that. I’ve been thinking about our future, and us living apart is no longer ideal. I think we should consider moving in together after all this.”
“I’m not leaving Fort Wills.”
“Remember the contract you signed. You’ll do as you’re told.”
Fisting her hands, Kelsey felt her temper rising. “I didn’t read the blasted contract. Stop throwing it in my face. I’ve got nothing to come back with. Is that what you like?”
“I warned you to read every word.”
“I was eighteen years old. My parents’ home was being taken away by you. Debts were mounting. What did you expect me to do?” she asked. Her voice rose along with her temper.
She really hated Michael for the way he held her life over her.
“It doesn’t change what’s going to happen.”
“If the only person I’m allowed to see is you then change the subject. I’m getting tired of listening to a broken record.” She stared out of the window hoping he’d take the hint and leave.
Most of her life she’d not been the subject of men’s interest. Now, she had two men, both different, and one of them she wanted rid of.
Michael placed a hand beside her head crowding her. “Look at me, Kels.”
Reluctantly she forced herself to look at him.
“If you give us a chance we can have so much more,” he said.
“I don’t want so much more. Why can’t you see that?”
“You tried to kill yourself—”
“To get away from you. You hold that bloody contract over me like a lifeline. I made a mistake in marrying you. Can’t you see that?”