I go back to my work, ordering parts for the guys. Today is the first appointment I could get to see the doctor. I’m excited to find out if I’m having a girl or a boy, but I feel kind of bad that I haven’t seen a doctor in such a long time. That’s kind of hard to do when you don’t have insurance.
Kyle has decided he must drive me everywhere, which I don’t mind at all because I’m so sick and tired of my car.
The back door bursts open and I spin around, confused, because no one ever uses this door. Some man I’ve never seen before steps inside the office, clawing his skin until it bleeds.
“Are you okay, sir?” I ask. His eyes snap to mine. His eyes are blood red, and I know instantly that he’s on something. I also know that I’m in danger because he doesn’t look like he’s in his right mind.
I clear my throat and try to make myself as friendly as possible. I’m beating myself up because I should have locked the door. I’m not even sure how he got past the guys in the first place. I push myself away from my desk so I can run if I need to. “Why don’t you sit down there, sir, and I’ll help you in a second.” I motion to the seat beside me. He just continues to stare at me.
I reach under the desk and hit the alert button the guys installed a few days ago in case of an emergency. He doesn’t move, he doesn’t even blink, and saliva is dripping from the side of his mouth. One second he is stoical, the next he’s running straight for me. I scream and push my chair at him as hard as I can, throwing him off balance. I run out the door into the main garage with him close behind me. Fear is lodged deep in my throat, not allowing me to scream.
I look around for someone to help me, and Kyle runs into the building. His eyes narrow, and I turn around just as the crazy guy reaches for my hair. Kyle is there in a second, and his hand closes around my assailant’s hand. Kyle all but picks me up to put me behind him, and I stare in shock as I see Kyle in a whole different light. He picks up the guy and slams him facedown onto the concrete floor. I wince at the crunching sound the second his face connects.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Kyle growls, pushing his face harder against the floor. Blood pools around the guy’s face. Torch comes in and pulls me farther away from the scene playing out just a few feet in front of me.
“I need it!” the crazy guy screams from the ground, trying to push Kyle off of him. My eyes widen at the sight of him screaming, kicking, and clawing the ground.
Kyle closes his eyes, shaking his head. “I can’t fucking help you, Phillip. We have told you one hundred times we don’t sell that shit here! Now you’ve fucked up. You’ve decided to come after a woman. A woman in this club, as a matter of fact.”
Phillip stops moving and his eyes connect with mine. I can see the deep-rooted fear in them.Kyle looks over at two guys wearing cuts in the corner of the room. The patches on their cuts say “Prospect.” They reach down and carry Philip out of the room kicking and screaming. Kyle walks over to me. “Are you okay, darlin’?” His face is full of concern, and he touches my face tenderly.
I smile. I can’t help it; he’s being so sweet right now. “I’m fine, he just startled me is all.”
Kyle drags his hands from my face, down my arms, to my hands. “Good, that just saved his fucking life.” His face is tight with anger at the thought of Phillip hurting me. Wait, what?
Kyle walks me back into my office, helps me sit down, and locks the back door. “I am going to get a fucking better alarm system installed. This shit won’t ever happen again,” he spits out, glaring at the door like it’s the cause of all of his problems. He takes out his phone. “You know what to do. I’ll be there in five minutes.” He puts his phone in his pocket and turns to me. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
I laugh. “Yes, honey, I’m fine. He’s just a sick man. He needs his ass beat and then rehab.”
His face lightens, grinning. “I plan on doing one of those. I’ll be back to take you to your appointment. Techy, get your ass in here and watch over Chrystal!” Kyle yells, and one of the prospects walks back into the room and sits down in the chair across from me. I stare at Kyle’s back, watching him leave, then I look at Techy, who is busy typing away on his phone. I guess that’s where he got his name from.
Kyle
I walk into the clubhouse, where they have Phillip sitting in a chair waiting for the ass beating he’s going to get from me.
Usually I would let that shit go, but he was planning on hurting Chrystal, and that is fucking unacceptable. I saw red seeing her run from her office with that fucker on her tail, trying to grab her.
I can taste the rage, every single cell in my body screaming at me to fucking tear him to bits. My urge to protect her is in every single part of my being.
Phillip starts screaming when he sees me walking toward him. “I’m sorry, she looked like she had money, I needed it,” he begs, like that is going to help his case.
I shake my head at his stupidity. He’s not worth a single ounce of my breath. He closes his eyes just as my fist plows into his nose. How I fucking love the feel of a nose breaking underneath my fist.
I’m not going to kill him. I’m just going to make him wish that I had. Everyone needs to fucking know, no one messes with the Devil Souls MC and our women.
Chrystal
I’m nervous waiting for the doctor to show up. I kind of expected Kyle to sit in the waiting room, but he’s still next to me, holding my hand. I’m a selfish woman. I want to pretend we’re married and having a baby together. That would be perfect. I can dream.
There’s a knock at the door before the doctor steps into the room. “It’s nice to meet you, Chrystal. I’m Shelia.” I shake her hand, smiling back at her. She seems sweet. “You ready for your ultrasound?” she asks, pulling my shirt up off my belly and tucking it under my bra. “Do you want to find out what you’re having today?” She sits down in her chair, placing the doppler against my stomach. My eyes are glued to the screen, waiting impatiently to see my baby.
“I would love that.” A whoosh-whoosh fills the room, and it’s the most beautiful sound. The sound of my baby’s heartbeat. The doctor studies the screen for a few minutes. I can’t make out much of the image. She grins before pointing to something on the screen. “Looks like you’re having a girl.” My heart swells at the thought of having a precious little angel. My eyes don’t leave the screen, eating up every second I have to see her.
“She’s going to beautiful like her momma,” Kyle tells me and I look over at him. That was so incredibly sweet. Sheila prints off some pictures for me to keep, and I hand them to Kyle as I wipe off my belly and fix my clothes.
“I’ll have someone call you with your next appointment,” Sheila says. “Have a nice evening!”
I slide off the bed with Kyle’s help. “Thank you for being here with me. You didn’t have to be.” I take hold of his forearm.
He rolls his eyes. “I know I didn’t have to be. I want to be here.” He holds the door open for me, and I can’t help but smile. His hand goes to the small of my back. He is majorly protective. I’ve noticed that a lot since I moved in with him. While we were in the waiting room, a man sat down next to me, and Kyle picked me up and moved me closer to him. I won’t lie and say I didn’t enjoy that. It makes me feel safe. I haven’t experienced that much in my life, so I’m basking in it.