Josie sipped her water again. “If it’s my call, I’m heading home.”
“No,” Astrid and I said in unison.
Cole chuckled. “The three of you can figure this out on your own. My job is done. Josie?”
She looked up at Cole. “Yeah?”
He pointed at her. “No more than two. You have just enough of a supply for ten days, but after that I can only recommend Tylenol and ibuprofen interchanged to help with the pain. Don’t take any more--or any less--than one every twelve hours. Got it?”
She nodded and I saw the pain wafting behind her eyes. “Got it.”
And once he left the room, the argument picked up where it left off.
“You’re my best friend,” Astrid said as he brushed some hair away from Josie’s forehead, “and I want to make sure you’re taken care of.”
Josie finished off the rest of the water. “Well, the water is sitting fine, and I’m actually getting hungry. In a few days, I’ll be back on my feet and feeling just fine. The bruises will be around longer than the pain, is what Cole told me. So, all I want to do is ride this out at home. Where I feel safest.”
I shrugged. “Except, it might not be safe for you to go home.”
Both of the girls looked at me, but it was Josie who spoke. “And why’s that, Mr. Smarty Pants?”
Fierce. I like it. “The Black Flags--the guys we believe did this to you?--probably knows where you live.”
“Oh, really? And how’s that?”
“Don’t,” Astrid warned.”
I peeked over at her. “She has a right to know.”
Josie blinked. “Know what?”
I cleared my throat as I stood. “We believe The Black Flags crew that has been giving us so much trouble here lately has bought out the strip club you work in. They’re your new bosses, which means they have access to your employee file. They know where you live, and that’s the first place they’ll search for you if they want to find you again.”
Josie’s eyes lined with tears. “He’s kidding, right? Tell me he’s kidding, Astrid.”
Then, Astrid turned her head to face her best friend. “I wish he was. But, he’s not. That’s the intel all of us are working with right now.”
A tear streaked Josie’s cheek. “My God.”
I sat on the edge of the bed and gazed into her eyes. “You’d be safe with me. Those Black Nutsacks don’t know where I live, and even if they did it would be hard to get to me without me knowing they’re coming.”
Josie paused. “Why’s that?”
I placed my hand against her forearm, which was about the only part of her body that didn’t have a damn bruise on it. “Because I live on the beach, in a gated community, with regular patrols that take place. Plus, security cameras.”
Astrid snickered. “You live in one of those preppy neighborhoods I see all the time around here?”
I ignored her question. “You’d not only be safe with me, but you’d have a wonderful view while healing. I’ll make sure you stick to your medicine schedule, I can cook decent-enough meals, and when you’re on your feet I’ll drive you home myself.”
And even though Astrid continued to protest in the background, Josie held my eyes.
Almost as if she were contemplating taking me up on my offer.
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More Books by Savannah Rylan
Box Sets
The Bad Disciples MC Box Set
The Road Rebels MC Box Set
Marked Skulls MC Box Set
Dead Souls MC Complete Collection
Black Hornets MC Box Set
The Lost Boys MC Box Set
The Callaghan Mafia Box Set
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Ash (Dragon Riders MC #3)
Knuckles (Dragon Riders MC #4)
Sly (Dragon Riders MC #5)
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Bear (Dead Souls MC: Prospects #2)
Saint (Dead Souls MC: Prospects #3)
Ryker (Dead Souls MC: Prospects #4)
Toxin (Dead Souls MC: Prospects #5)
Texas (The Lost Boys MC #1)
Stone (The Lost Boys MC #2)
Bronx (The Lost Boys MC #3)
Notch (The Lost Boys MC #4)
Jace (The Black Hornets MC #1)
Maverick (The Black Hornets MC #2)
Duke (The Black Hornets MC #3)
Colt (The Black Hornets MC #4)
Thor (The Black Hornets MC #5)
Jagger (The Black Hornets MC #6)
Knox (Dead Souls MC #1)
Grave (Dead Souls MC #2)
Brewer (Dead Souls MC #3)
Rock (Dead Souls MC #4)
Diesel (Deal Souls MC #5)
Girth (Marked Skulls MC #1)
Rodeo (Marked Skulls MC #2)
Abe (Marked Skulls MC #3)
Oz (Marked Skulls MC #4)
Dash (Marked Skulls MC #5)
Hawk (The Road Rebels MC #1)
Talon (The Road Rebels MC #2)
Snake (The Road Rebels MC #3)
Fox (The Road Rebels MC #4)
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About the Author
Savannah Rylan is a romance writer that spends most of her time writing and reading with her cat, Gris. When not penning the next great American novel, (HA), you can find her on the beach with a drink in her hand or at the gym testing out some strange new position. Yoga, obviously. She lives in Southern California with her husband and Gris, the true love of her life.
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