Page 18 of Property of Bigfoot
We sat quietly after that and waited for the doctor to bring back my discharge papers. The coward never showed. He sent the nurse instead.
I was backat the clubhouse less than five minutes before Glitch came to find me in the office. “I knew you wouldn’t want to wait on this,” he suggested as he flicked a folder on my desk. I got ready to open the file he had gathered about Sammy when a prospect called out a warning.
“Incoming: Melissa and Hawk!”
I slid the file into the top drawer of my desk and looked up just as the door flew open. Melissa stood there looking smug as my boy ran to me. Baffle caught him before he could leap into my lap. “Whoa there, little man. Your dad might be out of the hospital, but he’s still hurt right now. You can’t jump on him. He might break.” I didn’t miss the pissy look he threw to my boy’s mom. She should have talked to him about that shit before they even walked through the door.
“Shit! Sorry, Dad.”
“Language!” Melissa chastised. I pretended not to see my son roll his eyes at his mother because I didn’t have the energy to deal with it.
Baffle might have been right about staying in the hospital another night. They had better pain meds there than I did here. What they sent me home with wouldn’t touch the pain that had already started to make me nauseous. It didn’t matter. There was shit to handle, my kid to see, and my woman to hunt down. The loyalty she showed to me, when I was owed none, was the biggest reason I knew she was it for me. The fact that she worked with my brothers to get me care instead of going against their orders was another. There was also the fact that she was beautiful and had a sassy little attitude that made my dick painfully hard.
I needed to get to Sammy, but I had to reassure my son first and deal with his mom’s bullshit, since she was at the clubhouse.
“You know, I had things to do today,” Melissa spit out. Every head in the office spun in her direction, including my son’s.
“Glitch, take Hawk to get some snacks. I’m sure he’s hungry. Kid has a bottomless pit for a stomach.”
“Sure thing.”
“But I want to see you!” My son whined.
“G-maw Tilly made her special brownies,” I told him. “They’re in the kitchen.”
“Let’s go, Glitch!” my kid cried out as he grabbed my brother’s hand and attempted to haul him out of my office. Glitch chuckled as he followed behind my son. Melissa stomped her fucking foot.
“I didn’t bring him all the way over here just to go eat brownies with one of your club brothers. I brought him to visit you.”
“And we’re gonna have a little chat that my son shouldn’t hear. Sit the fuck down, Melissa.”
When she looked as though she might refuse, Baffle stepped closer to her. Melissa finally took me seriously and flung herself into a chair in front of my desk. “What the hell do you want?”
“I want to know why the fuck you thought it was okay to tell Sammy that you’re my ol’ lady.”
“Are you serious right now?” Melissa stood up and dropped her hands to her hips before she thought better of it and flailed them about as she spoke. “This is what you’re trying to hold me hostage in your office for?”
“No one is holding you hostage,” I growled.
“Oh good, then I’ll go grab my boy and leave.”
“Sit the fuck down!” I yelled as I came to my feet and stabbed a finger from my good hand down toward the chair. “You’re going to answer my fucking question, Lis, and you better make it the fucking truth!”
“I didn’t mean anything by it. She’s a stranger, a nobody. It looked like she was hanging around to take advantage of you, and then I brought our son there. What if she hurt him or said something to upset him? Hawk was already suspicious of her when we got to your room. I didn’t want her to say something that confused him. I didn’t want you to wake up and maybe not have memories and have her take advantage of you.”
“Do you think Baffle would have left her alone with me if there was any fear of her being a threat?”
Melissa’s color-contact enhanced blue eyes shifted toward my VP and back to me. “I didn’t know what all he had going on. Sometimes things slip through the cracks when you guys are all up in your club business.”
“You saying I can’t take care of my club and my prez?” Baffle asked.
“No, it’s just…” Melissa stood again. “Look, I did it to protect you and our son. I’m sorry, okay? There were better ways to handle the situation, and I didn’t do that because telling her that I was your ol’ lady seemed like the easiest option to get rid of her while I had Hawk there to visit you.”
A knock sounded on the door before I could put Lis in her place. “What?” I called out. The door opened and our youngest prospect, Reece, stepped inside.
“Sorry, Prez. There’s an important call on the clubhouse line, and I think you should take it personally.”
“What the fuck now?” I asked as I reached over and picked up the phone. Glitch thought it would be funny to put in a landline, but not only that, he put in an old-school business landline that had several lines that could be transferred to different parts of the clubhouse. No one said anything as I answered, “Bigfoot.”
