Quinn- Wolves MC

5

Quinn

Gretta walked into the bedroom as I look at my hands. I still don't really know what the hell just happened a few minutes ago with Gunner. He ran. Obviously it was a mistake. Only why did I let it happen?

"Alright! I got some clothes for you to try on!" Gretta basically yells dropping clothing bags onto the floor and smiling widely at me.

I go through the clothes finding sweat pants and t-shirts all somehow in my size.

"Now I'm not sure what size of a shoe you wear so I didn't get you any, along with jeans. I wasn't sure what size you would wear in those either."

"Thank you." I whisper.

"I also got you bras and underwear. I figured you would want those." She says her eyes dropping to my chest.

My face flames hot since I know what she means. I'm blessed in that department as some would say. That also means I can't wear shirts without a bra. I'm someone who needs support.

"Again thanks." I say meeting her eyes.

"Once those feet get healed up I'll take you to get some different clothes." Gretta promises before winking and leaving me to myself again.

Instead of going through the rest of the bags I flop back onto the bed making my stitches pull and burn slightly. Ignoring it I curl up and try to go back to sleep. I don't feel like moving all of a sudden.

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I wake with a start seeing Doc smiling at me.

"Good morning sunshine. Gunner assigned me to watch duty over my favorite patient."

I narrow my eyes on him while shoving myself to sit up, my side protesting a little as I do so.

"I'm not a wild dog. I don't need to be on a leash."

"Well you have to get bored being in here all the time. So think of me as a friend." He says laying next to me on the bed.

I let out a sigh deciding to just get through this.

"So what do you want to do?" I ask thinking he must have something planned.

"Don't know... Where you from?" Doc asks.

"Nebraska." I answer making him look up at me.

"Never met anyone from Nebraska... I heard it was just a bunch of corn fields." I roll my eyes leaning against the head board.

"Well sorry to say but I'm not a farmer. I would kill myself before I did that." I confess making him laugh.

"So what are you?"

"My family ranches. So when I said I would castrate you... I wasn't bluffing." I say letting a smile pull at my lips.

"Well let's not do that. I rather keep my precious jewels." Doc holds his hand over his crotch and scooting a little bit away from me.

"Anyway why a biker club?" I ask looking around the room.

"What?" He asks.

"Why did you join? There are tons of other things you could do besides hang out and drink all day." I say and he lets out a sigh.

"I was in the military and my blood brother was already in so when I got out I thought why not. Almost all the guys here were once in the forces." I nod.

"Blood brother?" I question.

"Not so fast it's my turn." Doc says winking at me. "How'd you get out of the room? It was locked last night."