[Men of Inked 01.0 - 03.0] Boxed Set

by Chelle Bliss

  “Can one of you take my bike home tonight and I’ll grab it in the morning?” I asked before walking away.

  “I’ll take it,” Bear said. “I’ll tow it to Tank’s shop.”

  “Thanks, man—my dick thanks you too.” I laughed as I tossed him the keys.

  “At least someone’s prick will be happy tonight,” Bear mumbled as he placed the keys in his jacket pocket.

  I didn’t say anything, but couldn’t stop laughing. Poor bastards.

  I rolled my neck as I headed for the door, cracking it almost like I was prepping for a game. I’d give Suzy everything she wanted and more.

  “City!” a voice rang through the crowd. Fuck. “City!” A hand waved above the crowd, and I knew the voice but pretended not to hear her.

  I didn’t turn around, but walked faster until a hand wrapped around my arm.

  “Oh, Kaylee, I didn’t see you.”

  “I was screaming your name,” she huffed, trying to catch her breath.

  “Didn’t hear you, either. I’m in a hurry and got to go.”

  “I’ve missed you, City.” She tried to wrap her arms around me, but I grabbed them and forced them away.

  “Stop, Kaylee. I really don’t have time for this shit.”

  “You’ve always had time for me before.” She pouted and tried to play the guilt card.

  “I don’t now. I have to go meet my girlfriend,” I said, hoping she’d get the fucking hint.

  “Girlfriend? Since when?” She looked in shock as she held my arm, digging her nails into my flesh.

  “Bye, Kaylee. I don’t have time for a goddamn chitchat. My girl’s waiting for me, and I don’t mean you.”

  I left her there with her mouth open and gulping for air like a fish. I needed to get to Suzy. I’d already left her entirely too long outside by herself. Damn it. She had to be in knots by now, but then again, it probably helped build her excitement.

  Rubbing my face as I walked outside, I couldn’t believe fucking Kaylee. I was supposed to be only moments behind Suzy; she’d fumbled with her keys trying to unlock her car when I grabbed her from behind. She could’ve changed her mind and gone home with the amount of time that had elapsed.

  Her car was parked in the same spot, but her door was open and she wasn’t inside. I looked around—where the fuck was she? I studied every inch of the parking lot, but couldn’t see her. My heart thundered in my chest. I felt sick. I heard a muffled cry, but couldn’t tell where it came from over the street noise. “Suzy,” I screamed, panic taking hold.

  Her purse lay on the ground near her car; I just had to find her. I couldn’t stand there and wait any longer. I had to move. I ran into the woods behind her car and surveyed the area. I listened for any sound; a man’s voice caught my attention—faint but enough to pull my gaze to behind the bar.

  I ran in the direction of the noise and saw a man on top of a woman, Suzy, raising his fist before striking her. “You bitch,” he seethed. It was the motherfucker that had bothered her earlier when I arrived.

  I grabbed him by the throat before he could land another blow and slammed his body to the ground. The force of his head connecting with the concrete made a horrific sound from his skull cracking. Straddling him, I pummeled him with my fists, feeding off the sound of his jawbone crunching underneath my knuckles. He moaned, but I didn’t give a fuck. He hit a woman, my woman. I punched him again then grabbed his head, and I wanted to bash it into the cement to watch all of his blood ooze out, but a pair of hands began to pull me off him, stopping me.

  “City, you’re going to fuckin’ kill him,” Bear said as he tried to pull me back.

  “Fuckin’ bastard deserves to die.” I moved my hand to punch him again, but Bear grabbed my wrist.

  “Goddamn, man. He’s out cold. Get the fuck away from him and take care of your girl.”

  Suzy. I had been so busy beating the fuck out him, lost in my anger, I forgot to check on her. She lay on the cement with her eyes closed, not moving. She was limp in my arms as I cradled her against my chest. Blood dripped from her lip and nose, and I brushed the hair from her eyes to look for more damage. She had a red mark that would turn into a bruise near her temple.

  “Suzy,” I whispered, brushing my fingers across her face. “Suzy, wake up, sugar.” I gathered her legs off the cold ground and placed her in my lap.

  I looked at Bear as he stood over me with wide eyes. “Call an ambulance, Bear.”

  “On it, buddy.” He stood over the asshole lying on the ground unconscious, and I saw Bear kick him. “The attacker is knocked out on the ground. I’ll keep him restrained,” Bear said to the person on the phone.

  “Suzy, come on, sweetie. Wake up, beautiful.” I kissed her warm lips. This was my fucking fault. “I’m so sorry, Suzy.” Fuck. Her clothes were in place, nothing was torn, but they had dirt on them from being on the ground.

  Her eyes started to open, and I felt like I could breathe again. I smiled at her, touching her cheek. “City,” she said with a shaky voice. Her arms started to move, reaching for me.

  “Don’t move, sugar. Wait for the ambulance.” I didn’t want her to injure herself worse than that fucker may have already done.

  “What happened?” She stared at me with her big, beautiful blue eyes. I could see the confusion and hurt in them.

  “I’m sorry, Suzy. I got held up inside and I showed up too late. This wouldn’t have happened if I didn’t force you live out one of your fantasies.”

  She smiled sweetly at me. “Ouch.” Her tongue slid across her lip and stopped on the blood.

  “You’re bleeding, sugar. Just lie still until the paramedics can check you out.”

  “What about?” She didn’t have to finish the sentence—I knew what she wanted to know.

  “He won’t hurt you anymore.”

  She closed her eyes and a tear slid down her cheek. “What did you do, City?”

  “I gave the fucker a taste of his own medicine. He’s out cold.” I wiped the tear away from her cheek with my thumb.

  “Is he”—her lip began to tremble—“dead?”

  “He’s alive. I wanted to kill the prick, but Bear pulled me off him.” Sobs tore through her as her body began to shake. “Shh, I got you. No one’s going to hurt you ever again, Suzy.”

  I held her until the paramedics arrived, and a second ambulance pulled in a moment later. Two men pulled her from my grasp, assessing her injuries before placing her on a stretcher and completing their evaluation. I watched as they checked the fucker’s body on the ground. Fuck him. I hoped the bastard fucking died.

  “We need to take her to the hospital. She’s sustained some head injuries and we want to make sure it’s not serious,” the EMT said. “Would you like to meet us there?”

  “I’ll follow you.” I looked over his shoulder and saw them loading Suzy into the ambulance. “Can I speak to her first?”

  “Yes, quickly, so we can leave.”

  I climbed in the ambulance and crouched down next to the stretcher. Her body was strapped in and machines were attached to her arms. Suzy looked worse with the lights shining on her face. “Sugar, you want me to go with you or follow them?”

  “Take my car, City. I don’t want it here, please.”

  I leaned over and kissed her. My heart felt like it was going to explode in my chest. “I got it. I’ll be right behind you. Don’t worry,” I said, not wanting to leave her, but wanting to obey her wishes.

  She gave me a weak smile before I climbed out and headed for her car, moving as fast I could to be by her side. I had to beg for her forgiveness, and I prayed her injuries weren’t serious. I could never live with myself. I found Suzy’s phone lying by her purse, and I knew what I had to do. I dialed Kayden and Sophia and knew there would be hell to pay.

  21

  Sometimes Shit Needs to Stay Fiction

  Suzy

  Time seemed to pass in slow motion as a flurry of doctors and nurses poked and prodded me. I repeated the story of wha
t happened so many times I could’ve recited it in my sleep.

  “One more time, ma’am. What happened to you tonight?” the doctor asked as he placed a small light in my eyes.

  I sighed and wanted to tell him to fuck off as he moved the light back and forth, momentarily blinding me. “Do I have to say it again? I’ve told you the story already.” My patience was wearing thin.

  “I need to make sure you have no memory issues from the blow to your head. Last time, I swear.”

  “You said that last time we did this.” I rolled my eyes.

  The doctor snickered. “I guess there’s no short-term memory problems.”

  “My boyfriend and I were at a bar tonight, and I walked out before he did. I thought he was right behind me, and when I unlocked my car someone grabbed me from behind. By the time I realized what was happening, I was already on the ground and tried to fight back, but it was no use. I don’t remember much else.”

  A police officer stood in the corner and scribbled on a little notepad as I spoke.

  “I remember waking up in Joey’s arms and then the ambulance arriving.”

  I couldn’t give the truth. My boyfriend was supposed to kidnap me as we played out my fantasy for him to abduct me and make me his sex slave. Who did shit like that?

  “We’re just going to keep you here overnight for observation. You have a couple of bruised ribs, the laceration on your lip, and a concussion, but nothing that will cause long-term damage,” the doctor said, staring at his clipboard. “We’ll get you into a regular room as soon as possible so you can rest. We will release you in the morning.”

  “Is anyone here to see me?” I couldn’t believe that City hadn’t shown up, or anyone for that matter.

  “Yes, but he’s been instructed to wait outside until we complete your assessment.”

  “Can he come in now, please?”

  My body ached, my face throbbed, and my head pounded from the aftereffects of the attack. I wanted to rest my eyes and turn off the light, but I needed to talk to City. I had to find out what happened, and why he wasn’t the one to find me alone in the parking lot.

  “Yes, I’ll have the nurses talk with him and send him in. I’ll see you tomorrow, Ms. McCarthy.”

  “Thanks,” I said with a fake smile. I had nothing to be thankful for. All I wanted to do was crawl in my own bed and sleep against City’s body. Crunchy hospital sheets, plastic mattresses, and thin blankets were not my idea of comfortable.

  I threw my head back onto the thin pillow, squeezing my eyes shut. I wanted to cry, but I didn’t have any tears left.

  “Ma’am,” the officer said, and cleared his throat. “I’ve taken down your statement, but I may need more details. We have your attacker in custody and the statement of Joseph Gallo and another gentleman, but we may still need your side to fill in the gaps. Here’s my card. Call me when you can talk. It can wait until you’re home and more comfortable.” He smiled at me, and I could see he was genuine.

  “I’ll call you, sir. I just don’t feel like talking about it anymore tonight.” I rubbed my eyes. The lights were making my headache worse, and I wanted to sleep.

  “No problem, ma’am.”

  Drawing back the curtain to leave, I caught a glimpse of City. A frown was visible as he looked at me. I could see the pain on his face. His hands appeared swollen, and red dotted his knuckles—blood from the pounding he must have given to the asshole.

  “Hey,” he said as he approached my bed.

  “Hey yourself.”

  “Are you okay, sugar?” He sat down on the bed and held my hand.

  “I’m okay, City. They’re just keeping me for observation.” I shrugged.

  Touching my cheek with the rough pads of his fingers, he studied my face. His eyes roamed over every inch, stopping on my lips and cheekbone. “God, I’m so sorry, Suzy. It’s all my fault.” Deep lines appeared on his forehead.

  “It wasn’t your fault. You meant well. I give you an A for effort, but a D in completion, big boy.” I smirked. I couldn’t really be mad at him.

  “Don’t make jokes, sugar.” He tried to keep a straight face, but I saw a small smile tug at the corner of his lips. “I could’ve lost you tonight.” He squeezed my hand.

  “What happened to you? You were supposed to be only a minute behind me, Joey.” Closing my eyes, I remembered the fear I felt when I realized it wasn’t City grabbing me from behind.

  “I was on my way out of the bar after joking with the guys, but I got held up. I tried to get away as quickly as possible. I didn’t want you to be outside alone. I should’ve never taken you to that bar. Fuck.” He rubbed his face, “What happened before I got there, sugar?”

  Tears began to fill my eyes as I spoke. I couldn’t hold them back. “I pretended to drop my keys when I heard someone behind me. I thought it was you. As I bent down to pick them up, he grabbed me by the hair and knocked me off balance.” I paused, trying to steady my voice. “He pulled me by my hair behind the building, and I tried to get free of him. I kicked and screamed, but no one heard me. He hit me in the face and called me names. I could taste the blood in my mouth. I don’t remember anything else until I woke up in your arms.” I cuddled into City, needing the feeling of safety.

  “Shh, sugar. I’ll never let anything bad happen to you again.” He crawled in the bed and wrapped his arms around me. I cried in his chest until there were no more tears left. He stroked my hair, kissing my head, rocking me until I calmed.

  “Where is she?” Sophia’s voice woke me from my peaceful slumber. “I don’t give a shit, I want to see her now.”

  Jesus.

  “Ma’am, you can’t go in there.”

  The curtain opened in one quick motion, and a scared Sophia appeared. “Oh my God, Suzy. I’ve been worried sick about you.” She rushed to my bedside.

  I saw movement out of the corner of my eye—Kayden. He looked pissed. More pissed than I’d ever seen him, and I’d seen him pretty crazy at times over the years.

  “I’m okay, Sophia. Just some scrapes and bruises. I’ll heal.”

  “You could’ve been killed, for shit’s sake. And you.” She glared at City, pointing at him. “You were supposed to protect her from shit like this. How could you let her go outside alone?”

  “It’s not his fault,” I said, but she held up her hand.

  “Well?” she asked.

  “City, may I speak to you for a moment?” Kayden asked in a calm voice.

  I didn’t like pissed-off-looking and calm-sounding Kayden. “You both need to back off,” I said.

  “Suzy, this is between City and me. I won’t keep him long,” Kayden said.

  I looked at City, silently pleading with him not to go. He squeezed my hand as he slid off the bed. “I’ll be right back, don’t worry.” He gave me a wink and a smile before leaving with Kayden.

  “Let the boys talk. What the fuck happened, Suzy?” Sophia sat down next to me, tilting her head before she grabbed my hand. “God, I was out of my mind when City called. This is all my fault.”

  “It’s no one’s fault, Sophia. I walked out and everything was going perfectly. I guess City got held up for a second, and that’s all it took.” I wiped the remaining tears off my cheek. “The same creep had bothered me before and must’ve been waiting for me. It was stupid to think we could live out that fantasy. It’s not as sexy as it sounds anymore.”

  “Fuck, it’s my fault.” She hung her head.

  “Sophia, why would it be your fault?”

  “I kinda told him about your fantasy.” She didn’t look me in the eyes.

  “You did what?”

  She stood up and moved out of reach. “When he was doing my tattoo, I told him that you don’t like to share your fantasies, and told him about your kidnapping thing you’ve been dying to live out.”

  Jesus Christ. “Sophia, I know we’re best friends and all, but that was between you, me, and Kayden.” I took a deep breath and tried not to be angry. Sophia loved me, and s
o did Kayden. We always talked about sex, and they were the two people in the world that never judged me. Kayden was the only male that let me pick his brain on the subject, and he answered honestly without making me feel like an idiot. “I’m a little embarrassed here. I thank you for trying to give me what I want, but that was my secret to tell.”

  “If it would’ve worked out, he would’ve knocked your socks off, babe. City is exactly the type of guy you need to be with. Don’t let this experience put doubt in that pretty little head of yours. He was a wreck, Suzy. I feel a little shitty now that I got bitchy with him. He really cares for you, my little OCD friend.”

  I laughed. I always made Sophia insane with all my little quirks and lists. The woman lived life by the seat of her pants, and I wanted everything planned. I had lists for my lists, and I would even include her on my lists when we lived together. “I know he cares, Sophia. I saw the pain in his eyes tonight. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone so afraid for me before.”

  I could hear the murmured voices of Kayden and City but couldn’t make out the words. “What is he saying to City?”

  “You know Kayden is very protective of you. He’s just having a man-to-man.”

  “I’m not a child, Sophia. Kayden better be nice.” I crossed my arms over my chest.

  “Kayden’s always nice. They’re just chatting.” She smiled, but I could see the worry on her face.

  Life had become so complicated, and my plans seemed to unravel before my eyes. I felt like Sophia on the rollercoaster she experienced when falling in love with Kayden. She put her hands up and screamed through the ride, while I wanted to jump off and keep my feet on the ground.

  22

  Who’s the Boss?

  City

  “How in the fuck could you let her walk outside alone?” Kayden stood toe to toe with me. I didn’t blame him—he cared for Suzy.