Page 32 of Last One Standing
“Holy cow!” Pika shouted as soon as we entered the bedroom. I’d see it eventually, but clearly he approved.
“How about you take a nap, and when you’re feeling up to it, I’ll tell you everything that’s happened up until this point, and you can ask me all the questions that are bouncing around in that beautiful head of yours.” Angel smiled…and wow, that was a gorgeous smile.
“Uh…yeah,” was all I could muster. He’d called me beautiful, and then there had been a bunch of other words.
“I’ll stay with you, Kona. I’m beat, and I haven’t slept, really. We’ll nap together.”
I wasn’t going to argue. I didn’t want Pika to ever leave my side again.
We got under the covers, resting on the softest mattress I’d ever felt. I wasn’t sure what more was said because I fell right to sleep.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
ANGEL
“What the fuck?”Gabe muttered as all of us sat around the dining room table after Kona and Pika were settled.
“Pika told us Brick would kill Kona one day.” I gritted my teeth, anger surging through my veins.
“Looks like he tried.” Mason sat solemnly next to Gabe.
Mason and JJ had both been kidnapped and hurt horribly once upon a time; I was sure they were having a hard time not remembering the pain and fear when they saw Kona.
“He needs medical attention,” Matt said. “I can help him with physical therapy, but he’s nowhere near there yet.”
“Taking him to a hospital isn’t really an option right now.” Noel was staring at his phone while he spoke. “The Kings are still at the factory and don’t know what’s going on. Their cameras at the clubhouse were disabled before we went, so they don’t know who was there, but they’ll figure it out. As far as medical, Angel can help Kona.”
I cocked my head. “I can do some things, Noel. If he needs surgery, I can’t do that.”
“You removed a tracker from my arm; that was surgery.” Four shrugged.
“That wasn’t surgery.” I shook my head. “I can run tests with our equipment, even blood, but anything serious, we’ll need a plan.”
“We should call Aziza.” Phoenix sat up straighter. “She is amazing. She can talk to Kona and Pika and help them, but she also might know a doctor to help Kona if he needs more than what we can give him. I’m sure she’d tell them to be discreet.”
Nick patted Phoenix on the arm. “Good thinking…you’re way too smart for my brother.”
“Fuck off, lesser twin,” Noel hissed playfully.
I ignored their bickering to text Aziza, asking if she could stop by at some point today or early in the morning tomorrow. She responded that she was busy today but would be at the house in the morning.
“Aziza will be here in the morning,” I said, breaking up their squabbling.
“Oh, good.” JJ smiled. “By the time they wake, they’ll likely be hungry. Shep and I can make something light but filling. After food, you can do whatever tests you need to do.”
I wanted to do them sooner rather than later, but I also needed to make sure everything was set up for Kona.
“Okay.”
JJ, Shep, and a few others went into the kitchen to start on food. Noel was monitoring the Kings on his phone while he sat in the living room, and Nick was keeping an eye on the clubhouse.
I went downstairs and set everything up for Kona, hoping he didn’t give me a hard time about running some tests. Keeping him safe was moot if his injuries killed him.
Once the meal was about done, we were discussing who should go upstairs and see if they were awake, when Pika rounded the corner shyly.
“Hey,” he whispered.
“Hi. We were just about to go up and see if you were hungry.” Mason’s expression was soft and caring. “I’m Mason, by the way—not sure if you know all our names.”
