12. Chapter 11 #2
She may not believe in them, but they are there, and I need her to realize it. There is one way to do it, and this fucker has given me the idea, though it’s going to hurt.
“About Sapphire,” he snaps, and I tilt my head and confirm, “You mean Scottie? Your sister-in-law?”
His jaw visibly ticks, and my smirk deepens.
Looks like someone doesn’t like the reminder that Scottie is his sister-in-law and not his wife, but then again, maybe he should have kept his dick in his pants.
“She’s mine, and I came to tell you to stay the fuck away from her,” he growls, and I chuckle slightly and remind him, “You are married to her sister, you know the woman you cheated on her with? The woman you knocked up.”
“I don’t care,” he snaps as he takes a step forward, fisting his hands, “She has always been mine, since the moment I took her virginity. I just had a moment of blindness, and I’m slowly moving into my own home, ready to try again with Sapphire.
So go back to wherever you fucking came from and leave my girl alone! ”
Is it bad that I want to laugh in this fucker’s delusional face right now?
“Tell me something, Dr. Fuckface,” I say, and he scowls at the nickname, “Does your wife and sister-in-law know about the five-year-old kid you created?”
He freezes, and I chuckle, “Thought not,” before I goad, “Turn around and fuck off. Scottie is going to be mine, and while I’m at it, I may also take Sammie as well,” and it does the trick.
The man's face reddens, and just as the door to my room opens again, the idiot charges towards me.
I brace myself as his fist hits my jaw and despite it being a weak ass hit, I intentionally fall to the ground, landing on my injured knee, and I grunt as the throbbing goes all the way up my leg causing me to clutch it.
Fuck me, that was worse than going over my handlebars.
“What the hell!” I hear her scream before Scottie’s beautiful dark blue eyes lock with mine, her small hands going to my knee out of instinct.
“I-I,” the fucker stutters in shock and Scottie snaps, “Get out right now before I call security and have your job!” Without turning around, instead she focuses on my injury and growls, “You’re going to need another scan.”
“I’m fine,” I choke, the pain a little bit too much, and she scowls at me, a very pretty scowl, I may add.
“No, you are not!” she snaps. “There is a chance the nerve could have torn, and I need to double-check it,” before she turns her head and shouts, “Get out, Kavan, now!”
The man looks at me and glares while I grin despite the pain, but I soon lose the grin when Scottie looks back at me and narrows her eyes just as Nurse Tilly rushes in and demands, “What is going on?”
“Dr. Powers just attacked my patient who was being discharged. I want him removed from this floor immediately and a formal complaint raised. and I need an ultrasound machine!” Scottie states firmly, keeping eye contact with me.
“Dr. Powers, you heard Dr. Aimes, please leave!” Nurse Tilly snaps before the ass curses and storms out and the nurse follows to ensure he leaves the floor, and I tilt my head at my girl.
Scottie shakes her head as she gently checks over my knee, which hurts like a bitch before she mumbles, “I don’t get it. You’re a brother. Kavan is some weak-ass pansy. You know how to fight. Even with an injury, you could put him down.” She looks at me. “Why did you not fight back?”
“Treasure, tell me something,” I rasp, ignoring her question as my eyes race between hers, “How scared were you for me just then?”
Her mouth parts in shock, and she chokes, “You purposely let him hit you for me to understand how I feel?”
I grin at her words as she helps me stand, and I hobble slightly but then wince with the jolt in my shoulder. She gently puts her hands on it and massage it, which feels fucking good, especially with the tingling from her touch.
“I did and it got you to speak to me after the cold shoulder,” I murmur, and our eyes lock as she looks at me with shock.
I smile and say, “You’ve ignored me since I woke up, barely looked me in the eye.
I know my sister was partially to blame, the other part, you’re scared of what you feel for me, and I get it I do.
I’ve watched brothers fall and run and you want to run but all I’m asking for is for you to at least try while I’m still in town,” I gently cup her cheek and step closer to her, enjoying the warmth of her body, “Get to know me.”
“You live hours away, and I have Sammie to think about,” she whispers as her eyes race between mine.
She’s not turning me down, instead, she’s bringing up reasons why it won’t work in her mind, and I can work on that.
“That’s a few months away with me going home, and Sammie is amazing,” I say. “All you’re doing is getting to know me, that is it- no promises. Or are you scared you’ll fall madly in love with me?”
“I could, you know,” she chokes, and I half smile and murmur, “I know,” before I bend down and decide to let her body convince her mind and I press my lips against hers.
She gasps, allowing me to gently push my tongue into her mouth and instead of shoving me away- something I knew she wouldn’t do because she feels this connection- she grips my cut and kisses me back.
I wrap my bad arm around her waist, holding her to me while ignoring the pain because of how right this fucking feels.
This girl is mine, and I’m going to make sure I am all she sees before I kidnap her and her nephew.
They don’t call me Thunder because I liked the sound of it. They call me Thunder because I jump with both feet with a bang, and I’m jumping, I’m all fucking in.