The Healer (Seven Sins MC 2)

On top of that, I was still not quite right after he'd dosed me the second time.

I'd dealt with a decent amount of overdoses in my line of work, unfortunately. I knew a bad trip when I was experiencing one. And judging by the fact that he shot me up instead of shoved a pill down my throat, I felt relatively safe in assuming it had been ketamine. One of the several date-rape type drugs.

I didn't want to consider why he had access to such things.

Clearly, he didn't need them to coerce me into forgetting myself and letting him do things with me.

That wasn't quite fair, though, was it?

There had been no coercion. He'd given me ample time to object. I just hadn't. And I couldn't even begin to wrap my head around why that was.

Sure, I had a normal, healthy sex drive.

And, yes, he was an attractive man.

But that had never been enough for me to completely forget myself and let someone bring me to orgasm in a public sort of setting.

What the hell was that about?

Maybe now that we were at a permanent location, I would have some time and space to work through my swirling, uncomfortable thoughts.

For God's sake, I didn't even know where we were. I should have been focusing on trying to figure that out, not letting my freaking captor put his hands on me.

"Here," Ace snapped, practically tossing me inside a bedroom, making me stumble, needing to grab the side of the four-poster bed to steady myself.

"What? You're not going to nail the windows shut?" I asked, shooting daggers at him.

"If you would like to fling yourself out of a two-story window, be my guest," he said, tone biting.

And with that, he moved back out, slamming the door.

I didn't imagine this was my chance to escape, so I took a couple deep breaths before looking around the room.

I imagined this was Red's bedroom judging by the more feminine look to it from the toss pillows on the bed to the green tufted velvet couch under a set of the massive windows that, as Ace suggested, did lead to quite a drop. The kind of drop that would break all the bones in your legs if it didn't outright kill you.

So that was out.

Trying not to feel defeated, I moved into the attached bathroom, finding bright white everything. Including a deep soaking tub.

Everything was neat. No personal touches were lying around. So I guess Red was a tidy person.

I had at least half a dozen things on my sink vanity at any given time. I always told myself I would be one of those people who put things away as they used it, but it never happened.

There were voices down the hall, then inside the bedroom as they brought in Red.

"How is she?" I asked, looking at Lenore, hoping she'd been keeping an eye on her while I'd been incapacitated.

"She seems okay," Lenore supplied, pulling down the comforter so the men could slip Red onto the bed.

"I'll grab the supplies," Ace announced, making his way toward the door, seeming to hug the other wall simply to be as far from me as possible.

"You gonna look her over?" Lycus asked, snapping my attention back to him.

"Of course," I agreed. "You all can go," I added. "I imagine Red would appreciate her privacy," I told them.

The poor woman had been nearly, if not completely, nude around these men for days. Even the most confident women I knew didn't let it all hang out around male friends. If that was what these people were to her. I didn't even know. I didn't understand their dynamic.

There had been motorcycles and leather jackets.

I couldn't claim to know much of anything about them, but I figured they had a motorcycle club of some sort. Which explained their willingness to kidnap and steal, I guess.

"I'm fucking beat," Ly said, dropping an arm on his woman's shoulders. "Come keep me company," he added, pulling her along with him.

"If you need anything, we are two doors down," Lenore told me, giving me a smile before she was led away.

"You need food, right?" Minos asked, reaching up to pull his long hair into a bun. "We got you food at the last stop but you didn't want to eat."

My stomach had felt like someone was wringing it out back then. But now? I was famished.

"I'm starving," I agreed. "Thank you," I added.

Aside from Aram who was nowhere around, I had the best feeling about Minos. And I figured it wasn't a bad thing for me to get on the better side of at least a few of these people.

Minos said nothing as he moved out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Alone, I moved toward Red, pulling down the sheet, checking her wounds, feeling for her pulse and temperature. Aside from a few spots on her back that looked a little red, likely from moving around in the car, she was looking pretty good. All things considered.