Page 3 of Arrow: Riding Rebels MC

Once I was situated, and Hendrix and I were chest to chest, it took me no time to surrender to sleep.

“Ma’am?” There was a knock on the window. “Hello, ma’am, are you okay in there?”

A woman’s voice pulled me from my slumber. It took me a second to get my bearings because I didn’t immediately recognize my surroundings. When everything came back to me, I turned toward the window. The woman gasped, then covered her mouth.

“I’m fine. I’ll be moving in a second.”

Panic set in thinking somehow Gideon had caught up to me.

“Ma’am, I think you need a doctor. I’m going to call for help. You stay right here. Someone will be to us in less than two minutes.”

I never got the chance to tell her no because she was already on her phone.

Whoever she was calling, I knew I couldn’t be here when they arrived. Hendrix stirred, and I prayed he didn’t wake up. Now was not the time for him to want my attention.

This woman could have great intentions, but for our safety, I couldn’t wait around to see.

I opened the back door, and the woman reached to help me.

“I promise I’m fine, ma’am. You can dial whomever you called and let them know that I need to get back on the road.”

I shut the door, drew in a quick breath, and grabbed my side.

“You don’t seem fine. Arrow is almost here. He’ll get you and that baby in there everything you need for the night.”

“That really isn’t necessary. I need to keep moving. Thank you, though. You have a good night.”

I slipped into the front seat, put on my seat belt, and shifted the car from park to drive.

The wheels spun, but the car went nowhere. I could feel the woman’s eyes burning a hole into the side of my head as I pressed harder on the gas. The loudest engine roared, and I jumped. I was going to have to abandon my car, but there was no way I could run with three bags, possibly bruised ribs, and a baby carrier.

Defeated, I rested my head against the steering wheel and sobbed.

“Oh my goodness, sweetheart, don’t cry. Help is on the way.” The panicked woman shouted through the window.

“Izzy!” A voice shouted out behind her.

While she distractedly moved away from my car, I hit the gas again, and the car jerked forward. My excitement moved swiftly from relief to fear as another tree came into view. I slammed on the brakes just before smacking into the tree.

“Oh my God!” The woman shouted, rushed to the car, and tried the door handle.

She screamed “Arrow,” and I gripped the steering wheel, unsure of what was about to happen.

A man the size of a brick wall appeared in what seemed like thin air. At first, the reason I didn’t want to stay was because I feared they were with Gideon, but one look at him had me ready to try and get away again. He looked over my face, his eye twitched, and his eyes seemed to darken even more. The rugged look didn’t help the case of them wanting me to open the door. I gulped and looked past the man at the woman, hoping she wouldn’t let him do anything to me.

He tried the handle and frowned harder when it didn’t budge.

“Open the door.”

The bass in those three words bounced around in my head.

“No. Just go on about your night. I’m fine. I just need to be on my way.”

The stranger and I had a staring contest for a good two minutes before he smiled, but not the kind one… More like at the end of the conversation, he would be getting his way.

“Aight, that’s cool.”

He turned and walked back in the direction he came from.

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