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My jaw ticks, and the urge to tackle him and beat him bloody pushes me, even though that domain is Viking’s. That’s the brother who runs our fight club and is basically a nomad.
Swallowing the urge to hit the fucker, I demand, “Address!” and he nods as he gets his phone out. He types something before my phone buzzes, and I check it to see he’s sent me her location, then another pops up, a hospital.
“The first one is the apartment they’ve set her up in, the second the pediatric cardiology hospital she’s working at,” Dirty confirms.
I nod once before turning and walking towards the door without another word to him or Doc. I see Ashley smiling at me, who has leaned back against Trigger's chest, his arm wrapped tightly around her like he’s worried she’s going to disappear. She will when the truth comes out and it will come out. I learned the fucking hard way to see it does.
“Go make sure she knows you want her,” she says, and I smirk and reply, “I will,” and she grins wide as I kiss her cheek before giving Trigger a pointed look, and he swallows hard.
I love the man, he’s family, my brother, but how he’s done the dirty on this amazing woman. The same one who has stood by him since they were ten and who I really don’t think has cheated or started an affair, makes him a jackass who doesn’t deserve her.
Instead of confronting her, he broke the one rule she always spoke out against, cheating.
Ruffling my hand through Cole's hair, I leave, stating, “Elsie or Selena asks, I’m away on club business.”
The bitch has been hanging around a lot more, having my sister invite her to the club, and if I’m out and about, she pops up like an unwanted wasp, trying to cling to me, thinking we’re still married.
I can’t fucking wait to shout the truth from the rooftops, which will be as soon as my actual wife hears me out.
Fuck my dad and his pathetic excuses.
I stretch my back ten hours later as I stop at a gas station before removing my riding mask as my phone rings for the fifth time, and I know it's Kimberly.
I quickly remove one glove before grabbing my phone from my leather Rebel’s jacket before answering, “Hey, Kimmy.”
“Finally,” she exasperates, “I just spoke to Rose and I-I, dammit, I really wanted to respect my sister, to allow her to complete part of her course in peace, but she went out on a date with a colleague and I can’t have that.”
I smile slightly at the respect she’s giving me, telling me this.
“I know, sweetheart,” I reply, and she gasps, “You know?”
I chuckle and admit, “Yeah, I found out late yesterday.”
“Oh,” is all she says, like she’s disappointed that I haven’t demanded to find out where her sister is, so I let her in on my plan as I admit, “I’m halfway to New York. I’m going after your sister. Dirty found her address.”
“Oh, thank god,” she breathes, and I chuckle.
Did I mention Kimmy and I have become close, like brother and sister?
“I’ll message once I get to New York, and don’t worry, Kimmy, I’m only staying for about a week before giving your sister time to process what I said. When she returns home, I’m going all alpha on her,” I admit, hearing her sigh with relief, making me smile.
This girl just wants the best for her sister, and she knows that is me, but she also wants her sister to complete what she always wanted to do. I fucking respect the sixteen-year-old for it.
We chat for a few seconds and I help her through some algebra questions before I hang up and put my phone back in my cut, ready to get back on the road.
It’s time to show Rose that when I said she’s mine, I meant it, and whether she’s ready to hear it or not, she’s my wife, and I want her home where she belongs, in my arms always.
Chapter 14
Rose
“So when can I take you out again?” Mark asks as we walk out of the hospital after several hours on shift.
Shivers full of disgust run down my arm as his voice goes through me like nails going down a chalk board. I give him a fake smile, I can’t help it, and if we didn’t work together, I most likely would have told him where to go.
The date was terrible, and honestly, I don’t even want to act like this guy's friend. Heck, it took everything in me not to call Dirty and beg him to come knock Mark into the next century.
The guy is a pig through and through. The biggest womanizer I have ever seen, which is saying a lot considering my ex-boyfriend was married and made me the other woman without my knowledge.
