The Biker's Nanny

Jasmine wasn’t a club whore.

She wasn’t going to take some drug to keep herself high.

The doctor patted her arm and turned to him. Bear and Red came in close as they were there.

“I’ve numbed the area, but she’s moving too much. I need to get that bullet. I’m going to have to knock her out or you’re going to need to hold her down while I do this,” the doctor said.

Stepping forward, he put his hands on Jasmine’s thighs. She still wore the pajamas she’d come downstairs in.

“Jasmine, you can’t go to the hospital.”

“They have doctors and hospital beds and people who can do this without causing me pain.”

“Baby, I hate to say this, but this guy here is a damn good doctor. He’s stitched all of us up. I’m not going to let anything happen to you.”

In the distance they heard Bethany screaming.

“I’ve got to go and help her,” Jasmine said.

“She’s fine. What you need to do is get fixed right now.”

“I want to go to the hospital.”

“If you’re wanting to get knocked out, I can give you a little something and it’ll take the pain right away,” Bear said.

“No. I don’t want that.”

“The pain isn’t going to go away until you let me take care of it,” the doctor said.

Jasmine was strong.

He, Bear, and Red were stronger.

“How long?” he asked.

“A few minutes and then I can stitch her up.”

He nodded his head. There was no way she was going to the hospital. All gunshot wounds had to be reported, which meant cops. They’d been riding their ass trying to get into the club for fucking years. He wasn’t about to have a cop in his place, nor was he going to let the motherfucker who did this get away with it.

Staring into Jasmine’s eyes, he gave the signal for Bear and Red. They all knew what to do. They’ve done it before.

“Jasmine, do you trust me not to let anything happen to you?” he asked.

“Yes, why?” He’d moved away to the top of the makeshift bed that they had in the basement.

“Good.” He grabbed her shoulders, making sure not to touch her wound, and drawing her back on the bed.

“What are you doing?”

Bear took her waist, and Red took her feet.

The doctor approached.

“No. Please. I want to go to the hospital. No. No. No.” She screamed as the doctor got to work. It was a matter of moments because he was so damn good, but her screams seemed to go on forever. Her strength was no match for him, Bear, and Red. They held her in place without so much as a wriggle as the doctor pulled out the bullet. Still holding her down, the doctor stitched her up and then gave her the injection that put her to sleep.

Her screams ceased, and slowly, she slumped into sleep.

He hoped she wasn’t in any kind of pain.

“Why the fuck didn’t you give her that?” Bear asked, looking a little shaken.

“I couldn’t. I needed to make sure she wasn’t going into shock while I pulled the bullet. She had no signs of shock as I withdrew it or when I stitched her up. I don’t have any monitors to make sure she’s stable. Someone will need to stay with her while she’s under. I figure you’d prefer her like this than awake after that,” the doctor said. “My fee is the same. Please offer my apologies to her.”

The doctor left, and Hawk didn’t wait a single moment. He picked her up in his arms and carried her out of the basement.

Red and Bear followed behind him.

No one said a word as she carried her upstairs to his room.

They all knew what had happened. This woman. This brave, stupid woman had protected his little girl.

He took her straight to his bedroom. No one made a sound as he did so. Placing her on his bed, he pushed some of her hair off her brow. Her blonde hair fanned out across his pillow, and he wanted her. His cock ached to be inside her, to claim her, to make her belong to him.

The past month had been sheer torture, but he could have lost her today. Both Jasmine and Bethany.

“I want this entire place on lockdown. No one leaves without my say-so. The wives have to come here as well.”

“With the sweet-butts in residence?” Bear asked.

“Everyone. I want to know who put the hit on my house, and then I want to hurt the people that thought they could get away with shit like that.” He craved blood and vengeance.

“There’s going to be drama. A few cat fights. You know how Rave loves to fuck all the new chicks and his wife is never happy about finding out about it,” Red said.

“I don’t give a fuck. I’ve given you an instruction. Lock down immediately. I want info as soon as we have it.”