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“I know because I was there. He shot me and took off. He had a reason.”

“What reason could someone possibly have to shoot another person?” she asks.

“Many reasons. We’re not good people, Jailbait. We do bad things,” I tell her. Her eyes widen as she looks between us and things start to fall into place.

“I need to go.”

“Scared, Jailbait?”

“No. I just need to go,” she repeats. I don’t believe her. I spooked her, and that’s not what I meant to do. I nod my head once and watch as she brushes past the others and walks out of the room, but not before looking back at me once more. I don’t know what I see in her eyes. Intrigue maybe? A little fear?

When the door closes, Mask bursts into laughter.

“Scared the shit out of the poor little nurse,” he says.

“I wasn’t tryin’ to.”

“Why’d you ask for her anyway?”

“I was curious.”

“She’s too young, Pike. Leave that girl alone.”

“She isn’t that young.”

“Yeah, she is if you’re callin’ her jailbait,” Free reminds me. I run my hand through my hair before sighing and resting against the bed.

“When can I get out of here?”

“That’s the thing. You can leave anytime you want. Doc said he’d look after you at the clubhouse.”

“Thank fuck. Get that other nurse back in here and get this shit off me then,” I tell him. Mask nods and walks out of the room, leaving the others.

“How’s your cock feel with that tube in it?” Free asks as he kicks at the little bag collecting my urine.

“Like a goddamn tube is in my cock. What the hell do you think it feels like?” I ask him in return. Sometimes, I wonder if he really is stupid.

“I don’t know. Never had one,” he muses.

“Keep talkin’ shit and you will.”

“So what’s with the nurse?”

“Jailbait? I don’t know. I just like messin’ with her.”

“She’s young, Pike.”

“No shit. I didn’t say I was fuckin’ her.” Although the thought of pulling those little scrub pants off and seeing what’s beneath them has crossed my mind a few times.

“Yeah, that’s not what you were thinkin’ at all,” Van chimes in. I flip them both off and lay back, waiting for the damn nurse to return. Then I can get the hell out of here.

Chapter 4

Feather

I didn’t want to leave. I didn’t want to go home, yet here I am. Sitting in the driveway for ten minutes, staring at the front of the brick house I shared with Blake because I didn’t want to go in.

Finally, I climb out of the car, closing the door behind me before walking up the front steps. I reach for the door handle to open the door, just Blake pulls it open. I look up at the look on his face, wondering if today is going to be like yesterday.

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