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He groans and I feel a weight lifted off me. He slowly opens his eyes. He smiles at her, and she leans down and kisses him, her tears wetting his face. “I love you, Ramsey.”

“I know you do, sweetheart.”

He looks at me. “Did we get him?”

I smile. “Yes, we fucking did ,and no one is going to touch him until you can come down there with me, even if it takes a few days.”

Ramsey tries to sit up, but groans. “Might not be today, Cash.”

I laugh. “No might not. Glad you’re going to be okay brother. Our woman was worried for a while.”

“I heard that. I also heard that you watched double penetration porn, sweetheart. Do you know how hot that is? Can we all watch some together sometime.”

She laughs and I can see all the tension lifting from her shoulders. “For you, Ramsey, I’ll do anything.”

“Anything?” He raises his eyebrows.

We all laugh. Everything is definitely going to be okay.

Chapter 14

Ramsey

I won’t say it’s been easy the past few days, it hasn’t. I won’t lie in bed and let Meg look after him and I l know it’s driving her mad, me mad and even Cash is moaning. He wants to get down to Ricky and get retribution. So do I, but I’m not capable of the physical revenge I want to give him. I need to make him hurt, and I’ve not been ready for that.

Today I’m feeling much better, and Doc has said that I can get out of bed and walk around the clubhouse a little. I’m not to overdo it. Do you think killing someone today is overdoing it?

The three of us walk out of the room and I’m surprised to see all of my brothers standing in the middle of the clubhouse clapping their hands. They are happy to see that I’m alive and that I’ll be okay. This is my family right here.

Razor makes everyone quieten down and then he says, “Ramsey, happy to have you back. We thought we were going to lose you there for a moment, but we knew you were a fighter. When you’re ready, Ricky is waiting for you downstairs.”

“I’m ready.” I don't look at Meg or Cash because I know they both have something to say about that, ut this is my life and I need to end Ricky’s.

Razor smiles. “Another night down there won’t do him any harm. Tonight, we party to celebrate Meg’s freedom from Ricky and your survival.”

We all sit at the table and drinks are brought over to us. Meg has mine, not a beer, but just a soft drink. I don’t like her bringing us drinks, but she insists.

Doc has given me medication and I want to stay alert. I’m still in pain, but I don’t tell Meg that. She’s been very attentive, but all I want to do is take her and fuck her. Her fear when she thought I was going to die made me realize how much I need her in my life. Even Cash was upset, but I know that if something happened to one of us then the other would step up and make sure she was safe. That’s who we are. We’re a family.

Cash comes over to sit next to me, Meg is on my other side. “When do you think you’ll be ready to go see Ricky?”

“I’m ready now. I don’t have to exert myself for what I want to do to him.”

“Hey guys. I hear you talking you know.” Meg turns to face us. “Just because I wasn’t looking at you, it doesn’t mean I can’t hear you.”

“We know that. This is club business though.”

“I know, but it’s my business too. I brought it to the club. It’s because of me Ramsey got hurt.” She closes her eyes and I know she is thinking of the moment they brought me into the clubhouse when they weren’t sure if I was going to live or die.

“Sweetheart, that’s not true at all. You’d better not be blaming yourself.”

She smiles. “I’m not. I’m blaming Ricly. So if anyone wants retribution and revenge then it’s me.”

“No fucking way.” Cash is out of his seat and I’m happy to watch this play out because I know what our woman is capable of and there is no way she isn’t going to go downstairs and see Ricky . And I, for one, would prefer to be with her than let her go on her own.

She reaches out for him. “Cash, baby, sit the fuck down.” I thought she was going to be cute, so I laugh.

He sits down, looking like someone has knocked his bike over. “Now Cash, you know me, and you know that if I want something bad enough, I’ll get it. I want to see that slimy fucker in pain. I want to look at him while he’s dying. But more than that I want him to know that I’m happy without him in my life and that I have you two guys loving me. To me that is going to be the worst torture you could give him.”

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