I tried to slink off the bed but did so too fast and landed on my ankle harder than I should. A grunt was followed by a few ‘fucks’ before his big hand was steadying me.
“Don’t touch me, please.” Like that will do anything. But one thing I’d always have was my big mouth.
His hand tightened around my arm and he pulled me closer, leaning to look in my face. “I’m not trying to kidnap you, Daisy. I’m trying to keep you safe. Just go talk to Mama Hen and–”
I shoved him, wincing as pain shot through my leg. I reached for the flip flops and hobbled toward the door. Before I could even reach the knob, I was lifted into the air like a rag doll, slung over his shoulder.
Pounding on his back and kicking my one good leg, I shouted, “Put me down you asshole!”
He took a few long strides as I swatted him with the flip flops still in my hands before he put me down in the bathroom. “Brush your teeth so you don’t offend Mama Hen, and maybe run a brush through your hair. Then we’ll go see her.”
He pulled the door closed so I figured I’d show him, but when I checked, there was no lock on the door. Fuck! “You’re a dick!”
“And you’re a fireball,” he called calmly through the door. “Hurry up.”
There was no way to get past him and this was his club or whatever, so I figured for now, I’d just go along with what he said. But I didn’t have to make it easy on him. What do I have to lose, anyway?
Chapter 16
Falcon
Prisoner. She said she wasn’t interested in being a prisoner anymore. I wanted to ask her what the hell she meant, but Mama Hen already made me feel like shit for tackling her when she was just scared. She didn’t know me, or the club, and she was hundreds of miles from home.
I was certain that home wasn’t a great one since she was so willing to come with me, but I could see how all of this would be hard for a woman in her position. I decided to let Mama Hen chat with her and hopefully make her more comfortable with her current situation.
Even though I hardly knew her, I knew she was mine. I didn’t plan on her leaving. But I didn’t just need her to trust me, I needed her to know that now, with me, with us, she was safe. At least as long as I could keep her at the clubhouse.
After she finally finished up in the bathroom, I escorted her to Mama Hen’s so they could talk away from the nosy bunnies. She walked gingerly but her ankle probably wasn’t that bad. The wrap would keep it stable just in case.
I got shooed away by Mama Hen once I got Daisy settled, so I headed back to the clubhouse. I needed to see Hawk.
He was at his table in the corner, so I sat down. “Hey, man. Sorry I didn’t make it down last night.”
He nodded. “Yeah, I expected you back. Get caught up with your girl?”
“Got caught up with sleep, man. But I’m sorry. I know you wanted us all down.”
Hawk tapped his finger on the table. “It was just a party. But try not to go MIA again.”
“Yes, sir.”
Hawk grinned then smacked his hand on the table. “Where’s your girl now? Did you take her to see Ma?”
“Yeah. Hopefully she can put her mind at ease.”
“So, she is your girl now? You insisted she wasn’t yesterday.”
Shrugging, I answered, “I guess. But I’m not ready to claim an old lady yet.” That was true. But I did know I didn’t want anyone else touching her. The guys here were solid. You didn’t have to claim a woman as our old lady but could claim one for yourself. Most of us just didn’t because that still gave some women a big head and they acted like an old lady when they weren’t.
“Sugar was sulking last night.”
I ran my hand down my face. “Good, she needs to move the fuck on.”
Hawk chuckled and then waved someone over. I looked over my shoulder and saw Keys headed our way.
His short blond hair was standing up like he’d been tugging at it. His eyes were red rimmed. He had probably been staring at his computer for days. He wasn’t an officer, but he was respected for his brains and his brawn. He was the smartest dude in the club and wasn’t scared to get his hands dirty. We just didn’t often pull him from behind the screen.
“Prez. I’m sorry to report this but I still can’t find shit on the SUV.”