Shakedown (Souls Chapel Revenants MC 8)

Sounded awful.

“It’s already uncomfortable because some man that I’d originally thought about letting into my vagina is about to stick his fingers up it for medical reasons,” Belle quipped. “Just do it. I don’t want to be here all day.”

My lips twitched.

From the vantage point I was at, I couldn’t see any of Belle’s goods, but I could see the doctor’s hands disappear underneath the sheet that was covering her waist.

The nurse who was standing there now only holding the plastic cup looked confused.

Then the girl I was quickly coming to like a whole lot started to hum the JAWS theme song.

My mouth all but fell open. Dun dun. Dun dun. Dun dun.

The doctor looked up and paused.

That’s when I couldn’t stop the laughter.

Using my hand, I all but covered my entire face as whatever happened, happened.

And when the doctor announced that he was done, Belle finally stopped humming.

“I need to check your breasts for lumps,” the doctor explained as he covered her up more thoroughly with the shittiest paper sheet I’d ever had the experience of seeing.

“Okay,” Belle said as she watched him come up to the side of the table.

“Arm up and relax,” he said. “I’m going to go in a circular motion…”

I wasn’t fast enough.

One second, I was wondering if he’d announce that he was moving the paper gown, and the next he was pulling it to the side.

I closed my eyes, but not in time.

I saw the tip of one dusky areola before I looked up at the ceiling.

And, as they say, that was the areola that broke the camel’s back. Or however the fuck that saying goes.

CHAPTER 7

Never blame someone else for the road you’re on. That’s your own asphalt.

-Text from Belle to Bruno

BELLE

“Oh my God,” I said as I walked into the kitchen later that night.

My mom, who was for some reason in my kitchen cooking dinner, looked up and said, “What?”

“I had the weirdest freakin’ day,” I told her.

Then I went about telling her everything that happened.

“You showed him your boob?”

That was Bourne’s wife, Delanie.

I looked over to find her and Booth’s wife, Dillan, sitting at the kitchen table.