Page 106 of Sugar and Skulls

“And, like I’ve said,ifthat happens I’ll be back. If not…” his words trail off. He diverts his eyes away from me.

I stand up and move his call light out of his reach. He tries to grab it from me but he’s not quick enough. “What the fuck, Jesse?”

“He’s going to take you.”

He blinks a few times trying to absorb my statement.

Dirk opens the door pushing a wheelchair inside the room ahead of him. “So, are we doing this the easy way or the hard way?”

Raffe whips his head towards Dirk giving me enough time to inject him. He flinches as I pull the needle from his neck. “You two play dirty…” he slurs before his eyes fall closed.

Dirk and I high five each other before loading him up and wheeling him out of this godforsaken hospital. Victory is ours.

The whole club helped us with the remodel on my grandparent’s home, my home. Dirk’s sister, Rachel, moved in with us. We also have a room for Raffe, with everything he needs to make him feel as independent as possible, with an attached bathroom that also meets his needs.

The garage is filled with state-of-the-art rehabilitation equipment. We got everything Rachel said would help him. She is excited to work with him. She is confident that with her help, he will walk again. One thing I’ve learned about Rachel is that she is just as cocky as her brother. Sure, she’s quiet but don’t let that fool you. She fits right in with the rest of us.

Raffe slowly stirs awake. He blinks as he struggles to focus on his surroundings. “Where are we?” he asks, sleepily.

“Home,” I say, crawling up on his bed and snuggling under the covers with him.

He wraps his arm around me as if it’s the most natural thing in the world. He kisses the top of my head. “Okay, that doesn’t tell me a lot, but I will admit this is nice. You smell good.”

I giggle, turning my face to look into his baby blue eyes. “It’s my grandparent’s home. Well was, I guess it’s mine now.”

He lets his gaze roam over the room. “You did all this for me,” he says quietly.

“I did this for all of us, Raffe. You belong with your family, not a thousand miles away.”

“You are fucking stubborn, Jesse Miller.”

I push myself up on an elbow, starring down into his beautiful face. “You knew that the day I met you.”

He laughs running a hand over his face. “I did. You were a ball of energy. You rolled in and changed everything.” He notices the look on my face and quickly adds. “For the best. You changed our lives for the best.”

My gaze travels down his body.

He grabs my chin. “Stop. You didn’t shoot me. Crow did.”

I chew on my bottom lip. “I know.”

“So, do you feed your kidnap victims here? I’m starving,” he teases.

He is already acting more like himself. This was a good idea. Dirk always seems to know what everyone needs. His methods might be a bit cave man, but he is usually right.

“Yes, I bought all your favorites.” I hop up, rattling off all of his options.

He laughs, shaking his head. “God, I’m going to get spoiled living with you.”

I smile so big my cheeks hurt. “You are going to be spoiled by Dirk, Rachel and myself.”

“Rachel?”

“Yep, she’s your new twenty-four seven physical therapist.” I lean over and whisper in his ear. “She’s even tougher than Dirk so prepare yourself.”

He licks his lips, his eyes narrowing on mine.

“I’ve seen the way you look at her.”

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