Authors: Jordan Marie
Tags: #Literature & Fiction, #United States, #African American, #Urban, #Romance
“Don’t you remember Mama?”
“No, but I feel like I’ve been ran over by a Mack Truck. Was I in an accident?”
His big hand comes down and caresses the side of my face. His eyes are so deep and intense that I can’t look away and there is moisture there too. I feel like I am missing something big here.
“Something like that but you’re going to be okay Mama and that’s all that matters.”
“You look tired.”
“Yeah well, when my woman gets shot I tend to not get any sleep.”
“Shot…oh God Dragon, Irish…”
“Shh…it’s all okay now Mama but when the police ask you questions, I need you to tell them that you don’t know who kidnapped you. That you have no idea who they are and you’ve never seen them before. Can you do that for me?”
“Dragon…”
“I’ll explain later, I promise.”
“Dragon…Dani?”
“She’s going to be okay, Mama. She’s already been released. She’s at the club where we can watch over her.”
“She’s released? How long? How long have I been here?” I asked, feeling unease move through me.
“A week.”
“A week?” I croak.
“You developed an infection and were in a coma for awhile, but you kept fighting and holding on. That’s all that matters. Jesus Mama, I’m so glad you’ve come back to me.”
I gave him a weak smile, feeling something close to happiness spread through me. He cared.
“Well! I see your fiancé has decided to wake up and join us Mr. West.”
An older nurse said walking into the room. I look over at Dragon and mouth, “Fiance?”
He grins big and that ‘close’ to happiness I felt earlier explodes beyond measure.
“We were beginning to wonder about you young lady.”
“Sorry.” I said tightening my hand around Dragon’s.
“Do you need anything?”
“A bath?” I really wanted one, I felt horribly grungy.
“We can’t do that right now, but we’ll see about getting you cleaned up in a bit. There are some detectives wanting to talk with you? I’m supposed to call them when you are able to talk?”
“She’s just…”
I pulled on Dragon’s hand to stop him from going on.
“Sure, go ahead.”
“I want a doctor checking her out first.”
The nurse looked back at Dragon with a frown, but nodded her head in agreement.
“Mama….,” he started, but I interrupted him.
“It’ll be fine Dragon and the sooner we get rid of them the better. Shit! What happened to the clothes I was wearing?” I say in a panic as I remember more of what had transpired.
“There wasn’t much left of them, the doctors cut them up and the police took it with them for processing.”
“Fuck! Dragon we got to…”
“Calm down Nic, you can’t get upset and besides we had a cleaner get rid of any…”
“Dragon no, there was a SD card in my pocket, it had pictures of you and some man in a tub and the... shit we can’t let the police find it…”
“I got it Mama, Doc found it when he was working on you. Mama we need to talk…”
“Not now. If you want you can tell me later. But not here around so many…”
Dragon looked at me strangely but nodded.
“You’re mine,” he said almost in disbelief.
“And you’re mine,” I said hoping he understood.
He bent down and kissed my lips gently, and then whispers in my ear.
“Forever Mama. Forever.”
I wasn’t sure how it happened, how our mixed up, fast paced relationship somehow transpired into forever, but I fully believed in it. Whatever this was between Dragon and me, it was indeed, forever.
Chapter 27
Dragon
She unmans me. Just when I think I have her figured out, Nicole does something to completely blow me out of the water. Will I ever be prepared for her? I’m starting to think no and I’m okay with that, to a point.
I watched her calmly tell the investigating detectives that she had no memory of what happened. That she was hit from behind and from there it was all blank. The doctors could only confirm that she had been hit and had suffered a concussion and amnesia could occur after a traumatic injury. I just shook my head, but inside. Fuck inside, I felt raw at times. She was completely cemented in me now. She had been before, but now with every day that passes I am completely and irrevocably wrapped up in her.
It wasn’t just me either. My men had completely adopted Nic as one of our own. Maybe it was because she had been hurt by Irish? Maybe it’s the way she took two bullets to save me? Maybe it was the way she put her life on the line to protect me and to cover for the club? I don’t know. Maybe they are just as dazzled by her as I am. I couldn’t explain it, but it just gave me another reason why she is the one.
I smile as I see her in action now. It’s her first night home and the club is partying. Even the Twinkies are on their best behavior. Nicole cemented her place in this club by taking on Tasha.
Tasha is in the corner talking with a couple of the prospects, avoiding my woman at all costs. She has more brains than I gave her credit for.
Nicole is at the bar talking to the new prospect Six. I don’t know the kid that well yet, but he has promise. We hired him in as a bartender to take that fucker Irish’s place.
Crush passes a drink to my woman. She takes it, walks over to me with a sassy grin and I pull her onto my lap.
“What are you drinking baby?” I ask figuring her, Crusher and Six were up to something since they all have shit eating grins on their faces.
“It’s a new drink Six fixed for me.” She says looking back sideways at me and kissing me lightly on the lips. She turns back around and takes another sip of her drink. My fingers comb through her hair, my other hand on her thigh. This is the best I’ve felt in a month. That’s how long my woman has been in the hospital away from me. Three long fucking torturous weeks and finally she’s home in my arms where she belongs.
Her girl Dani was back in the kitchen. She wasn’t adjusting very well at all to the club. I wasn’t sure what her story was, but since the scene at the house she had been a different woman, showing none of the fire or life that she had earlier. I knew Nicole was worried about her, but Dani so far wouldn’t even talk to her.
“Did you hear me?” She asks.
“Sorry Mama was busy enjoying having you in my arms again.” She leans back against me with a happy sigh. “What’d you say?”
“I wanted to know if you were curious as to what my new drink is called.”
“Okay Mama, I’ll bite.”
“I hope so,” she chimes in. I shake my head and slap her gently on the thigh.
“Behave woman, you know what the doctor said.”
“That doctor is an agent of the devil. No sex for two weeks? I’ll grow cobwebs! Dragon did you get a look at the old geezer? He probably hasn’t ever had good sex in his life! He obviously doesn’t realize that sex releases endorphins that boost your immune system.”
“Is that a fact?”
“Totally! Why sex can speed up the healing process by over one hundred and twenty per cent.”
“I see you’ve been doing your research.”
“I totally have.”
“Too bad.”
“It is?” She asks confused.
I lean in close to whisper in her ear, “Yeah Mama, because I’m not giving you my cock until I’m sure you’re completely healed.”
“You suck.”
“I thought you liked it when I sucked on you,” I said, kissing the back of her neck.
“Hey there’s an idea.”
“What’s that Mama?” I ask holding her and just breathing in her scent.
She turns to the side and looks at me and right away I can see I’m in trouble.
“I could suck you off and let you cum down my throat. That way even if I can’t cum, I can still taste you.”
Fuck. She’s trying to kill me, or make me cum in my jeans—hell maybe both.
“Not going to happen Mama. I’m not getting off until I can make sure you do too.”
“Meanie,” she said sticking her bottom lip out in a pout.
“Now what are you drinking?” I’m trying to will my raging hard on back under control. It’s going to be a long month. I haven’t told Nicole, but even though the Doctor said she could have sexual relations after two weeks, I’m not going to touch her for at least a month. I will not put her life in jeopardy. It already bothers me that because of my failure to protect her she’s walking around with only one kidney. If something were to happen to it…to her…
“Crush said it was a drink made especially for me,” she said proudly finishing it off with a smack of the lips.
“And why is that Mama?” I ask intrigued now.
“It’s called, Dragon’s Balls!” She says with a sparkle in those damn blue eyes. I look up at Crush and Six who are laughing their asses off, obviously knowing she’s told me. I flip them off and then shift her gently so I pick her up and start walking back to our room.
“Did I mention that you have a tendency to pick me up and carry me a lot?”
“I seem to recall that.”
“Just checking,” she says resting her head on my shoulder.
I stand her in front of our bed and go back and lock our door.
“God I’m glad you’re home.”
“What has happened to my gruff Dragon?” She asks watching as I begin undressing her.
I unbutton her shirt first, my eyes holding hers.
“You saved him,” I said pulling the shirt from her arms and tossing it on the floor.
“I think he saved me.”
“He was the idiot who let you get hurt.” I say honestly and wait while she kicks her shoes off and I do the same.
“He came and saved me,” she argued. I pull her jogging pants and underwear down gently knowing she’s still sore from the emergency surgery.
I turn her around and kiss her back while I unhook her bra. Once I have it unhooked I lean down and kiss the scar from her surgery which is longer than it would have been normally because of the damage. Then I kiss the bullet wound off to the side of the incision. Finally I kiss the bullet wound on her thigh.
“Is it ugly Dragon?” She asks her voice trembling. I gently lay her on the bed and then climb in beside her, pulling the covers up over us.
She holds me close, her head on my chest and this might be the first time I’ve breathed easily since she was hurt.
“It’s beautiful Mama. Everything about you is beautiful to me.”
“It’s a horrendous scar, both are Dragon, there’s no way it can be beautiful.”
“It is to me. It’s proof to me that somehow despite everything you’ve found a way to love my fucked up ass.”
“I love everything about you.”
“I’ve got scars, inside and out Mama does it make you care about me less?”
“No way!”
“You heard the kind of filth I was born into, the kind of person I am. How I even got my damn name. Does that change the way you feel about me?”
“No. I love your name. I’ve been to Detroit you know. Do you know what I’ve always found amazing?”
“What’s that Mama?” I ask my hands finding her hair again and swirling it around my fingers.
“People only see the broken sad parts of Detroit, but if you look closer? If you take the time to investigate and see everything that it has to offer, the truth is that it is an amazing and beautiful city. So I think the name fits you perfectly.”
Fuck. She’s done it again. I have so many emotions welling up inside of me that I’m not sure I’ll be able to choke them back down.
“Do you love me Dragon?” She asks and she sounds so insecure, but hell I don’t know how to answer that.
“I don’t know what love is Nicole.”
“Oh,” she says so quietly into the empty room. I can hear the disappointment in her voice and it makes me feel like shit. I don’t want to lie, but I honestly don’t know what that shit is.
“Fuck baby. Don’t you get it? Have you seen how a stone breaks and shatters with the ring of a sledge hammer? Pieces just bust in so many different size chunks you’ll never get them back together? I’m like a goddamned tombstone that has been broken into so many fucking pieces that some turn to dust. I’ve never been scared in my life, but you scare me. You break me woman, you fucking break me apart. I failed to keep you safe and I can’t let that shit happen again. So I ask myself how the fuck do I keep you safe when you leave me so damned defenseless.”
“That sounds a little bit like love to me.” She said so damned hopeful that another layer of ice that I used to keep wrapped around me falls away.
“Mama, how am I supposed to say I love you? I don’t know what that is. Hell mama,
I crave you. I fucking need you so bad I can’t breathe unless you’re close by. If that’s love then fucking sign me up, I’m there as long as you’re with me. God baby girl… I need you with me,” I say closing my eyes trying to still the pain I feel that I might have hurt her.