Page 39 of Pedal to the Metal
Chapter Twenty-Five
Savannah
I wake up,still wrapped in Raze’s arms. For the first time in years, I actually feel rested— even after waking up for rounds two and three. Most nights, I wake up from nightmares. Sometimes I’m reliving the day we lost Hawk. Other times, I have nightmares of the Iron Lords or Brody coming for me.
When I was with Brody, the nightmares were mostly of the Iron Lords. Being with Raze, or should I say Mason, last night was more than I could have imagined. It’s turning me on just thinking about it.
“Shhh. You’re being too loud,” he whispers in my ear.
“What?” I asked, confused.
“You’re thoughts. They’re too loud.” I giggle as I roll over so I’m facing him.
“Good morning, beautiful.” He gives me a chaste kiss on my lips.
“It’s definitely a good morning.” I grin, making him chuckle. “Now, if we could just stay here all day, it would be a good day too.”
He lets out a full laugh at that. “I wish we could, Kitty. More than anything. But I need to check in with Prez. Find out if Tech has found anything.”
“Ughh,” I groan. “I was hoping that part was just a bad dream.”
Raze slides a finger down the side of my face. “I wish it was, but it was very real. Tech will do everything he can to find him. Believe that. Now, let’s get moving before I change my mind.”
* * *
Two weeks goby with not much to show for it. I haven’t gotten any more anonymous texts or heard a peep from Brody. I can’t say I’m disappointed, but I know it’s needed for us to find him quicker.
Tech hasn’t been able to find anything on him yet. It’s as if he never even existed. Raze is almost always with me. We go visit Jager every other day. The days we don’t visit, I hang out at the clubhouse while Raze works at the shop. He has slept next to me every night since that first night we had sex, and I’ve never slept better. Buster and the guys went back to Arizona about a week and a half ago. They plan on coming back, but needed to go back to wrap up things there.
Today, Rivet and I are hanging out at the clubhouse. We gave the cut bunnies the day off, and we’re cleaning up the main room while the guys are working. The shop is just next door, but we still have a couple of prospects with us. You can never be too safe around here. My phone starts buzzing on the bar. I rush to grab it. Seeing that it’s Pops, I instantly worry. He’s at the hospital visiting with Jager.
“Hey, Pops.” I can hear the fear in my own voice.
“Hey, babygirl. Get one of the prospects to bring you and Riv up to the hospital. Jager is awake.” The smile in his voice has me smiling.
“Really?”
“Yes, really. Now get moving,” he laughs out and hangs up.
“Mouse!” I shout out to him. He disappeared into the kitchen not too long ago. Probably for a snack. That kid is always eating. He pops his head out of the kitchen.
“What’s up?”
“Pops called. We need you to take us up to the hospital.” I pause and his eyes go wide. “Jager is awake.”
I see him visibly relax. He assumed it was something bad. I can’t blame him, since I thought the same thing when I saw Pops calling. The three of us hurry outside and hop in one of the cages.
The drive to the hospital is quiet. Pops said Jager is awake, but none of us know what to expect when we get there. My mind is going a hundred miles per hour right now. We get up to the floor where his room is and his door is ajar.
“I’ll be right out here in case y’all need anything,” Mouse whispers to me. Him speaking up was just the push I needed to go into Jager’s room. Rivet links her arm in mine and we walk in together. Pops turns to look at us as we walk in.
“My girls,” he says with a smile. I smile back at him and he gestures for us to come closer. “Jager, your sisters are here to see you.”
“Hey, Jager,” I say meekly.
“He still has his breathing tube in, so he can’t respond verbally. He can respond to yes or no questions,” Pops tells us. I move to sit by his side and grab his hand.
“Hey, bro.” I smirk. “Are you happy to see me?”
