Devil Riders- MC

7

Kassie's pov ***

   I don't remember falling asleep. When I wake up, my vision is narrow, but better than when I went to sleep. My shoulder feels better. I sit up and head for the bathroom, slowly and with a lot of caution.

  Dalton is in there getting out of a shower. "Hey, sweetheart! You ok?" He asks as he wraps a towel around his waist.

   "I'm better. Especially after seeing you like this!"

  Dalton laughed. Then he pulled me into his arms. Holy hell! He smells so damn good. I must have moaned because he chuckled again and kissed my head. "Do you need the bathroom?"

  "Yes, but I like this better?"

  "I'll tell you what. How about you take care of business and then I'll hold you again?"

  "I would say... hell yes! I love the way you think. You are definitely a problem solver!" I tried smiling, that was not too bright. It hurt and started bleeding again.

    Dalton grabbed a cloth and wet it. Then wiped my mouth. "That's better. You go ahead and take care of business. Need help?"

  "I might be able to do it if my perception isn't too far off. If it is I may end up on the floor.'' I chuckled. He doesn't realize that it has happened before.

  "Then I will help you." He took my shorts and panties off and guided me to sit down. I'm glad that he did. I would have missed it by quite a bit.

  "Thank you, honey." He kissed my head and turned his back to me to start combing his hair. "Why did you need a shower in the middle of the day?"

  "I had some business to take care of."

  "I wasn't out that long. Was I?"

  "You were asleep for about five hours, pixie." He looked at me and winked. "I had Marie and Hannah sit with you for me."

  I finished and reached for the t.p., which I missed a couple times. Dalton hands me what I need. "Thank you. I'm trying not to be such a freaking burden."

  "You are not a burden, pixie. Don't talk like that." He says as he puts my clothes back on me.

  I stand and we go to the bedroom. "Can you guide me to the kitchen? I'm hungry."

  "Of course! Do you want me to get dressed? Or I can go like this."

   I laugh. "You know that I don't mind if you go like that every day. But I don't want anyone else seeing what is mine. Especially Candy."

  "That name makes me shrivel up." He pulls a pair of jeans and a shirt from the closet. "How well can you see?" He asks as he gets dressed.

  "It is best described as a horizontal slit. Looking at you right now, I see your face. That is all."

   His eyes were showing several different emotions. Anger, sadness, love, sympathy. "We will put off our wedding until whenever you want." I nodded. I don't want him to have the memory of marrying a huge bruise. Dalton pulls me into his arms. I guess my face showed my disappointment of putting off our marriage. "I would marry you right this minute, pixie. But I want you to be able to see everything and remember it for the rest of our lives. So for that reason, we will wait until the swelling and bruises are gone."

  "That makes good sense to me. Just know that I love you for all of my life. I am yours! And I really wish that I could kiss you right now." I told my sexy biker.

  "Me too, pixie! But I need to feed you first. Are you ready?" I nod as Dalton leads me to the door.

  It was ok until we get to the stairs. "Dalton. I can't see the steps." I realize that I have a death grip on his arm.