do it. Please don’t be mad. I had to. I had to,” she mumbled against my chest. “Don’t let them drug me.” She pulled back, her eyes going glassy with shock. “Promise you won’t let them drug me.”
“I promise, cupcake. I promise. Let me see, okay. Let me see. I’ll make it all better. No one will be mad at you. Not anyone. Let me see it.” I murmured it over and over as her arms gradually went limp around me.
I barely caught her as her body went slack. Easing her down against the floor, I sucked in a breath as I saw the blood soaked pants on her right leg. “Rafe,” I said, not caring that I hadn’t been given permission to use his family name.
“I see it. Give me your belt. Now,” he barked as he ripped her pants down her legs.
“Where the fuck is everyone? Is she okay?” Domenico shouted.
“Call for an ambulance, Nico. She’s going to need a transfusion and surgery immediately.”
“Good Shepherd,” I shouted as I lifted my hips to unthread my belt. I thrust it into Rafe’s hands. “Tell me what to do.”
“Push down here. Hard. Harder than you think you need to.” He placed my hands into the bend of her body.
I got up on my knees, fisted my hands where he’d told me to. I pushed so hard, I felt like I was going to meet the cement floor on the other side of her body. “Is too much just as bad?”
He shook his head. “Not right now. We can’t move her without stabilizing the wound.” He looped the belt around her lower thigh, cinched it tight. “I’m coming at you. Get out of my way, but as soon as I pass your hands, put the pressure back on. Understand.”
“Yes. Do it.” Just like we’d worked together to save her with CPR, we worked together now to keep whatever blood we could inside her body.
“Coming at you,” he announced.
I felt him bump into my hands. I lifted them away for a brief second, watching him pull the belt up against her groin and tighten that sucker for all he was worth.
“What now? Do I keep the pressure on?”
“No, back up. I need to move her.”
The automatic denial pushed at my lips, but I knew I would never be able to carry her out of here. Not in the shape I was in. I stepped aside and forced myself back to my feet.
I looked up at the ceiling, spied the catwalk up and to the left. “Follow me.” I got a good head start and rushed towards the wall that stood between Willow and the ambulance.
Rafe’s chuckle was strained as he followed behind me. “Keep going, Kool-Aid man. Find the Penn-sized holes. We’re headed topside,” he shouted over his shoulder.
“And hurry the fuck up. I’m going to need some help to get through the rest of these walls,” I added.
Turo and Domenico shot by me and took down the next wall. Massimo shot past them. We became a rotating battering ram to get our girl out of this hellhole.
The stairs were the worst, but I got my ass up them. Sweat poured down my face as the literal stitch in my side stole my breath with every rise. Breath billowed in and out of my lungs as I struggled to get enough air.
It was Massimo who pushed me on. Forced me to keep putting one foot in front of the other. Helped me up the second set of steps out of the bunker. Massimo who shoved me at a medic as he lifted the keys from my pocket. “See you at Good Shepherd.”
I nodded as I collapsed against the gurney.
The last thing I remember was an oxygen mask sliding over my face.
Chapter 47 – Willow
I blinked away the cobwebs as that familiar awful feeling stole through my body.
“Hey, just so you know, they had to drug you to do the surgery. It went fine, you’re back and off the sedatives. You’ve been clean for the last eight hours,” Ryker said in a rushed voice.
I felt tears flood my eyes at seeing him. “I’m so pissed at you. But you’re what got me through.” I grabbed the neckline of his shirt and yanked his face down to mine.
I assaulted his mouth with my own. Plundered his lips, pillaged his tongue. I took possession and I took it hard. When my body started to whine for air, I pushed him back.
“That’s how you kiss me from now on, asshole.”
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Willow and Ryker story continues in
His Love is Pain
Releasing September 2020
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