Passing the Torch (Devil's Knights 2nd Generation 1)

I scrubbed my hands down my face. “I don’t know why he’s still here.”

They had cleared me without even talking to me. Reva’s landlord had told them exactly what had happened and that I had nothing to do with Harry dying or Reva being hurt.

Ransom had, of course, still come to the hospital to harass me, but in the end, he knew I hadn’t done anything. Ever since King had told me about Ransom wanting to be part of the club, I knew he was just on my case because I got the chance to be part of the Devil’s Knights.

Reva shifted in her sleep, and I shot out of my chair. Her eyes fluttered open, and she smiled up at me.

“Hey,” she whispered. She had been in and out of consciousness and each time stayed awake a little bit longer.

“There’s my Sunshine.” I brushed her hair from her face and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

She wrinkled her nose and brushed her hand over my cheek. “You still haven’t washed up?”

Greta busted out laughing. “Girl, I was just trying to get him to wash his stinky ass and then you woke up.” Great grabbed the bag and swung it from her fingers.

“Go get cleaned up, Hero,” Reva insisted.

“I’ll wait until you go back to sleep.”

“Ha,” Greta scoffed. “And then he’ll say he can’t because he has to be here when you wake up.” Greta shook the bag. “Go clean up and I’ll keep your woman entertained.”

“Go,” Reva ordered.

I grabbed the bag from Greta. “Then you better stay awake until I get back.”

“I’ll try my hardest,” Reva promised.

I gently pressed a kiss to her lips. “I’ll be right back.”

Greta shooed me out the door.

Luna and Ransom were standing outside in the hallway and talking in hushed voices. I headed away from them in search of a bathroom. I had nothing more to say to Ransom. He was really on my shit list now for trying to keep me from riding with Reva.

He could tell me he was just doing his job, but there was more to it.

He hated the club.

I ducked into the first bathroom I found and dropped the bag next to the sink. I splashed cold water on my face and washed off the dry blood on my hands.

I looked in the mirror and tried to recognize the guy I saw.

It had been close to twenty-four hours since my world had been almost ripped away from me. Having to face the fact that things could and would change in an instant rocked me to my core.

From now on, I wasn’t going to sit back and let life give me whatever it wanted.

Life was too short to not take what you wanted and not take no for an answer.

Reva was mine, and no one in this world was going to take her away from me.

*

Reva

“Be honest.”

Greta raised her right hand. “Scouts honor, sugar. You don’t look that bad.”

I rolled my eyes and wiggled my fingers at her. “I just want a quick look at what I look like.”