It's been a month since I fucked Adeline against the hood of her car. A month since I slept with a married woman, since a soldier fighting for his country was destroyed by my lack of self control.
The worst part of it all, I can't stop fucking thinking about it. The way her wet heat felt wrapped around me, she was fucking perfect. The moans, cries and curses that fell from her lips as I made her come around me, her skin was so smooth and the way her perfect ass moved as I pounded into her. I want her again, and more than just once.
That is why I have avoided her at all costs, no more breakfasts at the clubhouse, just to the clinic and home. I only enter the bar when Killer calls church and I leave as soon as it's over. But it's done nothing to get her out of my head, replaying fucking her, imagining fucking her in different ways, different places. I'm going fucking insane
"Doc?" Cordelia pulls me from my thoughts and I look at her confused
"What is going on with you? You've been acting funny for weeks now." She frowns
"Nothing." I shrug as I restock supplies in the clinic
"Nothing my ass, I know you don't like to talk, but if you need to get something off your chest you know you can talk to me and it won't go any further." She says as she places her hand on my shoulder
"I'm fine." I reply as I turn back to what I'm doing
"Fine, well I saw Adeline this morning and I'm happy with her wound so I said she doesn't need to bother coming to see me anymore." There she is again,
"You know, you've been acting funny since you asked me to take over her care." Cordelia studies me
"Did something happen between you two?" She smirks and I roll my eyes
"No of course not, she's fucking married." I reply, if only that had been in my head when I studied her sweaty body and decided I had to taste her.
"Aww Yeah, that's so sad. I don't know what I'd do if I lost Killer, but it sounds like they weren't exactly madly in love." Cordelia shrugs
"I'm sorry what the fuck are you talking about?" I furrow my brows as I turn back to her
"Oh shit. Don't tell Adeline I told you, she swore us girls to secrecy, she didn't want everyone to pity her." She gasps
"Just fucking tell me what's going on." I growl
"Alright fine jeez. Her husband died three years ago in Syria, but she said the only reason they got married in the first place was because she was getting deployed, sounded like if she wasn't leaving they wouldn't have tied the knot." Cordelia says
"So she's not married?" I question
"No, she was and I guess she still wears her ring, but no she's single." Cordelia shrugs as she files paperwork
"You're fucking kidding me." I growl as I drop the box of gauze and charge from the clinic
"Doc what's going on?" Cordelia asks following after me but I don't stop. I march across the compound and I know exactly where to find her. She's been working in the garage almost every day, I sometimes watched her out of the windows of the clinic, hating myself for it.
"Why the fuck didn't you tell me?" I growl as I grip her shoulder and pull her up from the engine she's working on
"Howdy Doc." She smiles, her face smudged with oil
"Answer me!" I roar
"There a problem here?" Bullet asks coming up beside her
"No, no problem big guy, could you give us a minute?" She smiles as she grabs my arm and pulls me to the side of the garage
"Now what are you hollering about?" She asks as she pulls a rag from her pocket and wipes the oil off her hands
"You let me think you're still married, you let me feel guilty for your husband fighting overseas when this whole time he's dead?" I spit in her face
"Well I tried to tell you but you wouldn't let me, figure I'd let you calm down and try again but you've been avoiding me." She shrugs
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I grab her arms and shake her pushing her up against the wall
"Look Doc, I know I pissed you off with my concern about your obvious PTSD and I'm sorry but that sex was fucking amazing. But instead of a thanks for the good fuck handshake you were an asshole so I figure I just step back and let you be you." She pulls her arms free from my grasp and steps back
"So, when you're done being an asshole, if you have any questions about my dead husband I'll be happy to answer them, until then, you touch me again and I will fucking end you." She growls before walking back into the garage, leaving me standing there still seething.
Finally my day is done and I can get the fuck out of here and go home
"What's this I hear about you putting your hands on Addy?" Needles growls as he walks out of the clubhouse. Everyone calls her Addy like they're her best fucking buddy. All she's done since she got here is fuck with my head
"It's nothing to fucking do with you." I reply as I walk towards my bike
"Gotta say Doc, I didn't think you had it in you to lay your hand on a woman." Needles smirks
"Fuck You." I spit as he gets up in my face. I see his fist coming towards me but I duck before it connects and push him back away from me. He tackles me to the ground and I feel my bare arms burn against the gravel
"Sweet mother of fuck what in the hell do you two think your doing?" Adeline says standing above us
"I heard what happened earlier, no way is he getting away with laying a hand on you."
"I swear to god!" Adeline curses looking up at the sky
"This isn't how I run my team and it sure as shit isn't how your club works, now get the fuck up. I won't have you two brothers fighting over me." Adeline growls as she pulls Needles to his feet, he's a big guy so she must be fucking strong.
"Did he hurt you?" Needles asks
"No, we argued and Doc assured me it wouldn't happen again, didn't you?" She replies looking to me
"Bullshit." Needles says as he grabs her arm
"The fuck are you doing?" She asks trying to pull away. He lifts the sleeve of her shirt and I see the finger bruises on her arm. Did I do that? What the fuck is happening to me? I would never hurt anyone that didn't deserve it, especially not a woman.
"It's fine, I handled it. Next time you want to defend my honour just remember what I did to Ben in the parking lot of Scars. I can handle myself Needles so back off." She warns poking his chest.
"Now." She straightens up and puts a smile on her face "who's coming with me to the club, because if I'm not drunk within the next hour you'll just see how I handle myself."
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MC Soldier (Broken Demons MC #6)
ChickLitWe return to Broken Demons for the sixth instalment. Doc is an army vet who saw things that will never leave his mind, he hasn't slept without nightmares since he landed back on American soil. He loves his club family and is always there to help, bu...
