“Funny?” Her green eyes flashed. “You could’ve been killed!”
“Yeah, but I wasn’t. When you ride a bike, you know shit can happen.”
“But this was intentional, not just an accident. There’s a big difference. How can you be so flippant about this?”
Shadow was right in front of her now. “Because I don’t want my rage over this to get outta control. Now give me a kiss, darlin’.”
The corners of her mouth tugged up, and she leaned closer to him. “I don’t want to hurt you,” she whispered.
“My lips are just fine.” He lowered his head and pressed his mouth to hers.
“Here’s the towel,” Jim said.
Scarlett broke away from the kiss and took it from Jim.
“Apply pressure to his palms to stop the bleeding,” Lynn said. “If it doesn’t stop in about ten minutes, then hehasto get to the hospital.”
“She’s fuckin’ obsessed with dragging my ass to that damn place,” Shadow muttered.
Scarlett pressed the towel against his skin. “She’s just being nice and helpful,” she whispered.
He hissed at the sizzle of pain that shot through his hands.
“I’m sorry,” she said.
She push down harder on the wounds, sending another wave of pain searing through his nerve endings.
Fuck!
“Are you doing okay?” Scarlett glanced up at him.
“Yeah,” he gritted between his teeth.
A low rumble in the distance built to a roar as six motorcycles rolled up the street. A brown pickup truck followed behind then pulled up beside Shadow.
Smokey glanced at the couple then at Scarlett before resting his gaze on Shadow. “Where’s your bike?”
“It’s over here,” Jim said before Shadow could answer.
Smokey shifted his gaze back to Shadow. “Who’s he?”
“He and his wife pulled over to help me.”
“Oh yeah, you used their phone.” Smokey rode forward, then switched off the engine and exited the truck.
“What the fuck, dude?” Helm said as he came over with Bones and Cruiser following behind. “Smokey said some fuckers threw an iron at you.”
“They’re fuckin’ dead when we find them,” Cruiser said, then snapped his mouth shut when he noticed the couple behind Shadow.
“These people helped me out,” he said in a loud voice so all the brothers could hear lest they reveal more than they wanted the citizens to hear.
“That’s cool,” Bones said. “So your bike’s pretty fucked up?”
Shadow lifted one shoulder. “I don’t know. I’m hoping it’s an easy fix.”
“I’ll take it over to Hawk’s shop. Banger’s having Doc meet us at the clubhouse,” Smokey said.
“I’m so glad you’re seeing a doctor,” Lynn said.