Chapter Five
Janet
The move from the hospital to the clubhouse went as well as could be expected.
Thor was grumpy and impatient. You would think an ex-SEAL would be good at following orders, but I guess that only applied to orders from people he considered his superiors.
Doctors did not fall into that category.
Sophia gave me a sympathetic look as I explained to him for the umpteenth time that he could not ride his bike for the next two weeks.
“I wasn’t going to race it, just a leisurely ride. I’ve been cooped up in that fucking hospital. I need to get the stink of disinfectant out of my head.”
I glared at him. “You’ll survive for a few more days. If you rip those stitches out, you’ll be right back there.”
Beast grinned from across the room. “Listen to your nursemaid, Thor.”
I threw up my hands in exasperation. “I’m not his nursemaid!”
Sophia reached out and tugged my hand. “You need a break from old grumpy there. How about we leave the guys alone while we go get a real cup of coffee. I’m not sure what that stuff in the hospital was, but it wasn’t coffee.”
“I’m just trying to keep him alive,” I grumbled, but I let her lead me out of the room.
The kitchen was empty. It was farmer’s market day in town, and Mom liked to go pick up local produce and meat for the clubhouse.
Of course, Jake went with her. Those two were practically attached at the hip.
If you found one, the other was close by.
I had a feeling the Riptide boys were better fed than most bikers.
Sophia crossed to the coffee pot and poured the steaming liquid into two mugs. Carrying them over to the table, she pointed at the seat with her chin. “Sit down and have a coffee. Surviving on the crap they serve at the hospital is likely half your problem.”
“The other half is back there trying to convince people he didn’t almost die.” I dumped some cream and sugar into the mug and stirred it a little harder than necessary.
Sophia narrowed her eyes. “Deuce says Shadow couldn’t find anything online to suggest this was a deliberate attack on Thor.”
I took a sip of the coffee. She was right. This was heavenly compared to the crap at the emergency ward. Even the coffee in the staff room was barely mediocre. “It sure smacked of an ambush.”
“Yes, it did.” She pursed her lips. “I’m guessing this must have occurred to you already. Any chance your family found out you were dating a biker and decided to take care of the problem? I know they’re fixated on marrying you off to that senator’s son.”
I shook my head. “I already checked with Montgomery. He said the family had nothing to do with it.”
“How about the senator’s son? You two have been friends since grade school. Is he upset you’re not giving him a chance?”
I sighed. “Can you keep a secret?”
“Of course. What is it?”
I hesitated. If this got out, a lot of people could get hurt, the senator’s son being at the top of the list. “Maxwell has a vested interest in me not wanting to marry him. He’s in a relationship with his driver, and as long as everyone thinks he’s waiting for me to come to my senses and fall in line, he doesn’t have to pretend to be interested in another woman. ”
“Holy shit!” Her jaw practically dropped. “He’s gay? You’re kidding me, right?”
I shook my head. “I am not. You know how badly his family are going to react when they find out.”
“So, the longer you play like it’s you resisting, the better it is for him.”
I nodded. “And me. If my family changes their mind out about Thor, I’m afraid of what they’ll do. They didn’t get rich by playing nice.”
Sophia let out a deep breath. “You are in one hell of a lousy position. What are you going to do?”
I took a sip of the coffee. “I’m not sure. I’d love to agree to be Thor’s old lady, but that would be selfish. It could put him in the crosshairs.” I frowned. “Any advice?”
“Not really. Maxwell is going to have to come out at some point, and you can’t live your whole life avoiding your family. Maybe they’ll see how happy Thor makes you and be okay with it.”
I snorted. “And maybe unicorns really roam the earth looking for virgins.”
“Does Thor know why you’re holding him at arm’s length?”
“Not a chance. I just tell him I’m not into commitment, and that I want to keep things the way they are.”
“He’s only going to buy that for so long. Has he ever asked about your family?”
I shrugged. “Yeah, but I just say we’re not close. He gets it. Most of these guys aren’t close to their families. It’s one of the reasons they’re here. This is their family.”
Sophia looked unconvinced, but she let the subject drop. “What about your other plans? Are you still thinking of opening a flower shop?”
“Absolutely. It’s just taking a little longer than I thought it would.
I have some money saved, but commercial rents are high and that’s if I can even find a place with the right kind of setup.
It needs to have a storefront, decent parking, and a cooler for the flowers.
Not exactly the kind of place that comes on the market every day. ”
“True. You’ll probably have to renovate, especially for the cooler. Most retail spots won’t have one.”
“I know. I have the inheritance my great granny left me, but I’d want a decent lease in place if I’m going to spend that kind of money.”
Sophia took another sip of her coffee. “I’ll keep my eyes open for you, but real estate isn’t really my thing.
I can mention it to Deuce. He’s got the club looking at real estate investments.
I know he was leaning toward apartments or houses they can rent out, but if they come across anything that would work for you, they could let you know.
Hopefully the right place will just pop up when you least expect it. ”
I reached out and covered her hand with mine. “Thanks. I know it will. I just have to be patient and put up with Dr. Murphy a little bit longer.”
Sophia cocked her head. “Isn’t he the one who stitched up Thor?”
“Yeah. He’s a great doctor, one of the top ER surgeons in the state. As a surgeon he’s awesome, but as a person he sucks. And he seems to have it in for me.” I trailed off as Joker sauntered into the room.
“Someone giving you a hard time?” He reached for a coffee mug and helped himself to the last of the pot.
“Just one of the doctors at work.” I stood up and carried my cup to the sink. “Not a big deal.”
“As long as it’s not one of us. Wouldn’t want to upset Thor.” He took a gulp of the dark liquid.
“You checked him out yet?”
He shook his head. “Just heading in there. You want to come along, or are you squeamish?”
“I work front desk in a hospital emergency room,” I pointed out.
He shrugged. “It’s a little different when the blood and guts are spurting out of someone you care about.”
He had a point there, but I doubted there would be any spurting going on. “I’ll be fine.”
“I think Deuce needs me.” Sophia stood up and headed to the sink with her empty cup.
Sophia had an aversion to seeing anyone in pain, especially if there were wounds involved.
Her therapist said it was some form of PTSD and would fade in time.
Gunshot wounds definitely bothered her, but I guessed a knife wound wouldn’t be much better.
I stepped over to give her a big hug. “Talk to you soon.”
I turned and followed Joker.
* * *
Thor
I watched Janet walk toward me. The sight of her never failed to thrill me. Joker was with her though, which meant my cock wasn’t going to get what it wanted. I shifted position to mask the growing bulge at my groin.
Technically, I was on bed rest, but I wasn’t about to spend the next week naked and flat on my back.
I was propped up in my bed, shirtless, but wearing my jeans.
I knew Joker would be up to see me soon, so I’d left my shirt off on purpose.
I’d checked the wound myself earlier and while it still looked raw and ugly, it was healing nicely with no sign of infection.
Janet padded over to the bedside and dropped a kiss on my forehead. I snagged her around the waist and pulled her in closer for a decent kiss. Joker was right behind her, but I didn’t care. She might not be willing to wear my cut, but she damn sure belonged to me.
The little minx brought her arms up and wrapped them around my neck, deepening the kiss. I’d make sure she paid for that later. She knew I wasn’t into exhibitionism, and I wouldn’t take it any further with Joker in the room.
Joker cleared his throat loudly. “How about you let me check him out before you start mauling his sorry ass?”
Janet straightened up, and I grinned. “No problem but make it quick. When my woman wants me, I deliver.”
Janet snorted, retreating to the far side of the room. “You are so full of yourself.”
Joker rolled his eyes, stepping up to carefully remove the bandage.
He poked around, watching my reaction. “Looks good. Stitches are clean. I’m going to put a new bandage on it just to be safe.
Stops your clothes from rubbing on it, or any dirt getting in.
I shouldn’t have to say this but be careful.
No pressure on the wound, and do not overexert yourself.
” He looked meaningfully over at Janet. “There’s as many stitches inside as there are on the surface, and you do not want to rip any of them out. ”
“So, no sex?” Janet stuck her tongue out at me.
Joker shrugged. “I’m sure you two can figure something out. I’m just saying be careful.” He turned his attention back to me. “You need to stay off your bike, though, for at least another week.”
I frowned. “Why? I can be careful.”
“No doubt, but what about all the other idiots on the road? All it’s going to take is one asshole to force you to swerve aside to avoid getting creamed, and those stitches will rip right out. You don’t even want to think about what it would look like if you laid the bike down.”
He had a point, although it didn’t make me happy. “Fine. No bike.”
Joker carefully rebandaged the wound. “You’re free to wander around the clubhouse. In fact, it’s good for you to be up on your feet. If you feel woozy or dizzy, have someone come fetch me. I’ll update Ace on your condition.”
“Thanks, Joker.” Janet padded back over to my side while Joker packed up his supplies. “I’ll make sure he behaves.”
The corner of Joker’s mouth lifted in a faint smile. “I’m sure you will.” He picked up his bag and headed out the door.
I reached out to grab Janet’s hand and draw her to my side. “You heard the man. Sex is back on the table.”
Janet giggled, watching for the door to close behind Joker. “I don’t think the table is an option, but if you could manage to sit up, I’ve always wanted to try a naked lap dance.”
My cock leapt to full attention. “Woman, you are a fucking genius.”
She grinned. “I thought you’d never notice.”
I swung my legs over the side of the bed and fumbled with my jeans.
Sliding them down over my hips, I kicked them out of the way.
“My lap is yours to dance on.” I reached over to grab a condom off the side table.
Ripping it open, with my teeth, I quickly sheathed myself.
After doing her bare in the hospital, I felt a twinge of regret but neither of us were ready for a little biker baby.
Hell, she wouldn’t even agree to being a couple.
I fisted my hand around my shaft and gave it a slow pull from base to tip.
Janet pulled her top over her head, and her breasts strained against the scrap of lace that confined them.
She reached up and undid the front closure, and the bra dropped to the floor, leaving her gorgeous breasts to spring free.
The rosy tips hardened into pebbled peaks under my heated gaze, and she cupped them in her hands like a pagan offering, scoring her thumbs across the nipples.
“Fuck, woman, quit teasing or I’m going to come before you ever touch me.” I gave my cock another leisurely pull.
She reacted by slipping her tongue out to wet her lips.
Letting go of those luscious mounds, she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her yoga pants and pushed them down to her ankles.
Gracefully stepping out of them, she watched me from beneath her lashes for a long moment while I marveled at my good fortune in finding such an amazing woman.
Completely naked now, she stalked over to me and placed her hands on my shoulders. Her gaze dropped to my lap, where my rigid shaft waited eagerly for her attention. A slight smile curved her lips, and she worried her bottom lip with her teeth.
She slung one leg over me, reached down between us and fisted her hand around my cock, aiming it at her moist entrance. I locked my gaze on hers, grasping her hips as she slowly lowered herself into my lap.
Fuck, that felt good !
With my cock buried deep inside her, she started to move.
She rode me slowly at first, and I gritted my teeth at the exquisite torture.
She quickly increased the pace as I thrust my hips upward to meet her movements.
Her nostrils flared, her breath came in harsh gasps as we quickly forgot about taking things easy.
Her sexy ass ground into my groin with each stroke, and my cock reacted by stiffening even more.
We fit together like we were made for each other. I didn’t understand why she refused to become my old lady. It frustrated the hell out of me, but I was damned if I was going to give up on her. She was mine. Period.
She threw her head back as her pussy clenched down hard on my cock and she let out a loud cry as her orgasm overtook her.
I thrust upward one last time, letting out a triumphant growl as I came seconds after her. Her movements slowed, and then stilled and she collapsed against me, careful not to place any pressure on my wounded side.
“Thor…” She breathed my name out so quietly I barely heard her.
“Yeah?”
“Nothing. Just… Don’t ever do that to me again.”
I frowned in confusion. “Don’t fuck you?”
She lifted her head to stare into my eyes. “No, not that. Don’t ever almost get killed. I don’t think I could handle it.”
I cradled the back of her head and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. I cared about her more than life itself, but there were some things I just couldn’t promise.