Do you want me to get her to help you?” She asks.
“I got her,” Coyote mutters as I open my mouth to respond.
“Coyote, I love you, but I highly doubt Tinsley would want you to see her doing whatever she needs to do. Why don’t you let Harlow and I do this, and you can change this little guy?” Momma B suggests, but the tone in her voice held no room for argument.
“Fine,” he grumbles. I want to groan at the loss of his strength around me. Standing next to the bed, he leans down and presses a kiss to my forehead. “I’ll be back.”
With those words he stalks toward Momma B and takes his son into his arms. “Hey, buddy,” he murmurs, laying the baby against his chest.
He seems to have gotten so big since the last time I’d seen him which was I don’t know maybe a little over a week ago. I stare after him as he walks out of the room closing the door behind him.
“Lordy, if only I didn’t know that look so well,” Momma B chuckles.
“What look?” I ask.
“The one of you being in love with that man,” she smiles just as there’s another knock and it opens at the same time.
“Hey, Tinsley,” Harlow says as she enters the room.
“Hey, Harlow,” I greet in return. I’d seen her around and spoken to her in passing at the hospital, but I hadn’t really gotten to know her like the others I’d met. Hell, I didn’t even know she was associated with the club.
“How about we get you cleaned up? I highly doubt the brothers will wait much longer to find out what happened.” The smile that Harlow gives me is genuine, but her eyes don’t hold any sort of emotion.
The mention of having to tell them causes me to want to vomit.
“Ugh, I don’t know if I can,” I mutter as I climb out of the bed with Harlow and Momma B’s help.
“What do you mean you can’t?” Harlow asks.
“I don’t want to have to talk about what happened. It’s bad enough the images are in my head,” I say, stoically. “I have to get out of here. Go to Grigory. Better yet go to Greece. Yeah that sounds good. Then I don’t have to worry about anyone finding me and I can keep Cody’s whereabouts a secret. They’ll kill him if they find him.”
“Who would kill him?” Momma B snaps.
“Shit, I need to stop talking out loud to myself,” I grumble.
“Sweetheart, those men out there, they’re not about to let you go anywhere. If someone is after Coyote’s kid then you need to tell him,” she says, softly but firmly enough to tell me she’s not playing around.
“She’s right, Tinsley. There’s no need to run when those men out there will do everything in their power to protect the little boy as well as you. Let me guess this happened because you refused to tell them anything,” Harlow mutters and I nod in response.
“Fuckin’ hell. Okay. Let’s get you cleaned up and deal with the rest in a little bit,” Momma B states.
Panic seems to want to take over and my throat becomes tight. It feels as if I can barely breathe at the thought of talking about what Mason and Sam did to me. The only thing I’m grateful hadn’t happened to me was them raping me.
But what if they get hold of me again. Mason did say they’d do far worse.
God, I need to get out of here.
Chapter Eight
Coyote
I didn’t want to leave her alone. Didn’t matter that she wasn’t really left by herself. Momma B and Harlow were with her. I wanted to be in there helping her, soothing her, making her feel safe.
The sobs that racked her body as I held her sliced into my heart and at the same time caused me to be blinded by fury. I don’t know what all they did to her, but I’ll find out and make them pay.
When Ranger asked me if I was claiming her, I answered without hesitation. Does that mean I want her as my ol’ lady? I don’t fuckin’ know, but she’s mine regardless.
At least until I know what the hell these feelings are running through me.
I’m not one for this shit. I hate emotions. Well besides the emotions I feel for Cody. He’s the only thing that matters.
Quickly changing Cody’s diaper and putting him in a clean sleeper. With it being cool outside, no reason for him not