by Aaron Riley
Shit. I imagined Emily crying uncontrollably and everyone trying to console her. I didn't even think about that. I never wanted to make her cry again. These people were my family and they almost lost me. “So what's that surprise you mentioned?” I asked, rubbing my hands together.
Pain opened the door and Slade walked in with a manly redhead at his side. His arms were covered in tattoos and wife-beater barely contained his giant pecs. He looked vaguely familiar.
“I think this guy wants to talk to you,” Slade said. He couldn't help but grin as he handed him over to me.
I looked the man in the eyes and finally remembered. Oh fuck! This was the one from the bar. The guy I got stabbed over. He was handsome-as-hell but not get-stabbed-and-almost-die handsome.
“My name's Marvin,” he announced, holding out his big hand.
“Nice to finally meet you. I'm Ares.” I grabbed his hand and felt nothing. No spark. Nothing. He was just like every other hot piece of ass I'd been with. That didn't mean I couldn't have some fun with him.
I deserved it after all that cock-teasing with Owen. It would be nice to bend him over and fuck him hard. “Want to go up to my room?” I asked.
Marvin flushed. He was already melting in my hands. I led him through the cheering crowd and upstairs. His lips were on mine before we could even get to the room. I felt up barrel arms as we made our way to the bed. I shoved him down and undid my belt buckle. My hardness pressed against the inside of my pants.
“I've been thinking about you ever since that night at the bar,” he said, sucking on his finger. “The way you took care of my ex-boyfriend made me so hard. I need that big cock of yours inside me.”
The thought of being with Owen entered my mind.
What was he doing here? Didn't he know I was busy?
I shook him away and focused on Marvin. He tore off his wife beater and tossed it to the side. I pulled my pants down and jumped on top of him running my tongue along his neck.
But it all felt wrong. This wasn't turning me on. My cock was barely hard. What the fuck was happening to me? I let go of him and stood up. “I'm sorry, Marvin. I can't do this.”
“What are you talking about? You're locked and loaded.” His hand reached down to my crotch and felt my now flaccid penis. He was shocked when he realized I didn't have an erection. He wasn't used to seeing that. Fuck, it never happened to me before.
“You can leave now,” I said in a defeated tone.
“Maybe if I just rev you up a little.” He began stroking me but it did nothing.
I pulled his hands away. “Just get out of here.”
Marvin rolled off the bed and grabbed his shirt. “I'm going to find a real man that can get it up.”
“Fuck you,” I yelled. I grabbed the closest thing—a shoe—and tossed it at the door, slamming it shut behind him. It wasn't my fault. I couldn't get Owen out of my skull. This never happened to me before. A light bulb flicked on in my head. It wasn't Owen...it was the painkillers. That's the reason I couldn't get hard.
I lay on the bed with the flannel sheets and rested against the pillow. I was going to have to quit the painkillers the next time I wanted to get my dick fucked. I imagined Owen naked on top of me, riding my cock, rocking his hips back and forth. My cock grew erect.
Dammit.
Chapter Eight
Owen
My nightmare of a shift was finally over and I got to relax at home. I was disappointed that I couldn't say goodbye to Ares and thank him one last time. The ER was backed up and I couldn't tear myself away. I rushed over there as soon as I could but Nurse Fiona gave me the bad news that he was already gone. Maybe I'd see him again someday.
I walked down the hallway of my apartment complex and pulled out my keys. Flashes of my keys in the pharmacy flooded into me. My heart jumped out of my chest. I looked behind me expecting to find Dr. Green but nobody was there. Don't let it get to you, Owen.
Winona was lounging on the couch when I entered. The living room was drenched in darkness and The Notebook was playing on the small TV. I threw my keys on the keyring next to the door. I didn't want to see those for awhile.
Winona paused the movie and turned towards me. “How was your day?” Her glance turned to horror when she saw my face. “What happened to you?”
I didn't know that I was projecting the image of a victim. Winona picked up on it immediately. “Nothing happened. Just a little run in with Dr. Green again.” How much should I tell her? I didn't want her to worry. It was already over.
Winona sat me on the couch and handed me a glass of red wine. “Dish it, big bro. Tell me everything.”
“He cornered me and put his hands on me.” I could still smell her nasty perfume.
Winona's fingernail's dug into my arm. “That fucker. I'm going to kill her.” Winona would do anything for me and that's why I loved her.
I put my hands up for her to stop. “I punched him in the stomach. I doubt he's ever going to come my way again.”
“I'm so sorry you had to go through that, Owen.” Winona loosened her grip on me and held my hand.
“I'm fine...really I am.” I took a much needed sip of wine. My head was already cloudy and the buzz came on instantly.
Winona elbowed me in the side. “Tell me about this other man that you obviously have on your mind. What's his name?”
“Ares. He's just a guy. That's all.” He wasn't just a guy...he was the pinnacle of man. I don't know how I feel about him.
Winona cocked her head. “Yeah right. Just a guy my ass.” She pointed at my cheeks. “I've never seen you blush before. Ever.” This must be some man to hold your attention.
Winona knew way too much about me. I'd never really felt like this before for any man. But Ares was different. I waved her away. “Enough about me. What did you do today? Find a job yet?” I couldn't think about Ares anymore.
Winona downed her glass and poured another. “Do you always have to bring that up. No I didn't find a job yet.”
I felt bad. Here she was helping me out and all I ever tried to do was lecture her. “I'm sorry, Winona. I don't even really care if you get a job or not. I just like you being here. So what did you do today?”
“How about watching the Notebook five times in a row. That sounds really pathetic when you say it out loud.”
“If it's a man you're looking for you just need to put yourself out there. You won't find anyone sitting on the couch all day.” Maybe I should take my own advice? “I think you'd feel better if you found a job.”
“I've tried but nobody's hiring. I sent out twenty resumes yesterday and got nothing back.” Winona fiddled with the TV remote.
“I can get you a desk job at the hospital.”
Winona shrugged. “A desk job?”
“It won't pay much but it will get you out of the house.”
“Owen, I didn't drop out of college and make our parents disown me for just a desk job,” she said with a straight face.
I stared into her eyes, not blinking. Her smile cracked first and we both collapsed into a giggling mess. I always beat her. “There's some cute straight doctors that I could introduce you to.”
Winona's ears perked up. “Tell me more, Owen, tell me more.”
I shoved her away. “Just play the movie again. I need to relax.”
Winona poured me another glass of wine and started the movie again. Noah was in the middle of building the house for Allie and she hadn't seen him in years. This movie always brought me to tears. I hated the fact that they loved each other so much and if it wasn't for her bitch mother, they'd still be together. I guess love doesn't work the way you want it to.
I watched as the beautiful Ryan Gosling pounded nails into wood and all I could think about was Ares. His shirtless chest, that spider tattoo, and his strong arms. If he could just hold me, I'd be happy forever. Damn he was so hot.
Before I knew it, the credits were rolling. I glanced over and Winona was fast asleep against the arm of the couch, her hand
gripping an empty wine glass. I draped a blanket over her, gently placed the wine glass on the coffee table, and kissed her on the forehead. I'd talk to my boss tomorrow and see if they could give her a job. It would do her some good to get out of the house for once.
I swayed back and forth as I walked to the bathroom. The wine was doing its job. I stared at myself in the mirror and my lips were stained purple from the alcohol. I carried myself to my bed and lay down with my clothes still on. Ares' name escaped my lips before I passed out in a drunken state.
Chapter Nine
Ares
Days passed and my mind constantly went back and forth. Should I go see Owen or not. I'd never played this game before. No man had ever drilled her way into my head like Owen did. Normally I fucked them once and never looked back. I didn't just want him once though. I wanted her over and over again. Explore every inch of those big muscles.
The decision was already made for me. There was no way I could go another day without seeing him. I left the MC clubhouse against Emily's wishes. She thought I needed more rest before riding my motorcycle. I told her a man and his bike should never be parted. Emily didn't argue.
I approached my 2015 Harley Softail Slim with a smile. She was all black with “Hollywood” handlebars. She set me back ten grand but was worth every penny. One of the boys must have rode her here from the Stinky Goat—probably one of the prospects. He better not have damaged her. I quickly checked the paint for any chips or dings. It all looked good to me.
I swung my leg over and let my weight bring the bike down. I plugged my key in and hit the ignition. The familiar roar of the engine brought a grin to my face. I raced out of the line of parked motorcycles and hit the open road. I didn't even bother wearing my helmet. The wind blew through my shaved head as I weaved in and out of cars. Fuck safety...and the police.
I took my black Ray-Bans off when I reached the hospital. I parked in front and stared up at the giant skyscraper. The sudden realization that Owen was a doctor hit me. The men I'd normally been accustomed with were mostly bartenders. Owen was professional, intellectual, and way out of my league.
No wonder he didn't want to go out with me. I played with the idea of leaving with my tail between my legs. But I was Ares King. Member of the Devil's Hellions MC. Guys formed lines to suck me off.
Owen would be mine. Nothing would stop me.
The ER was dead as I strolled in, a lone nurse was standing behind the counter. She wore pink scrubs and was head-deep into some paperwork. “Hi there,” I said in a low voice, my charm literally oozing out of me.
The nurse looked up and flushed immediately. Her chest heaved up and down as she gazed at me behind her lashes. “What can I help you with?”
I played around with a pen on the counter, averting eye contact. “I'm looking for Doctor Holmes.” I glanced up at her. “Do you know where he is?”
The nurse gulped. “Umm, I believe he's taking a nap in room seven.”
The information was easy to obtain. Hopefully Owen wouldn't yell at her later. It's not her fault she was putty in my hands. “Thank you so much.” I dropped the pen on the counter and swaggered down the hallway.
Up ahead a familiar doctor walked down the hall. It was her—Doctor Blue or Green—I couldn't remember which. What was she still doing here? Why didn't Owen get her fired or arrested?
She was different than before though. She kept her eyes trained to the floor with her shoulders slouched forward. My hands balled into fists and I thought about ending it all right here. One twist of her neck and the bitch would never be able to touch Owen ever again.
But by looking at her, I knew, this woman would never harm a living soul again. She was safe...for now.
As I walked by, the doctor raised her head and her eyes went wide as they met mine. I raised my fists and cracked my knuckles, winking at her. The doctor went flying down the hallway screaming incoherently. I chuckled to myself and continued down to room seven.
I opened the door to discover Owen laying peacefully on a hospital bed in a dark and empty room. I sat down in a chair and watched him sleep. His lips were parted just a little as he inhaled and exhaled. His blonde hair was all messed up across the pillow. Owen's chest expanded and contracted with every breath. He looked so serene.
“How long have you been there?” he asked, rubbing his tired eyes.
I leaned back in the chair. “Only a few moments. I didn't want to wake you.”
Owen sat up and yawned. “Don't you think this is a little creepy?”
Creepy? Maybe it was but I couldn't help myself, he looked so good while he slept. “I didn't mean to alarm you.”
“No it's fine. The nurses jostled me awake for every small little thing. I might have a heart attack one day. So what are you doing here?”
That was a good question. Could I tell him that I couldn't stop thinking about him? No, that would be way too forward. Keep your cool, King.
“I just wanted to thank you for saving my life.”
She smiled. “You've already thanked me a million times. I was just doing my job. I should be the one doing the thanking. You saved me from that monster.”
I nodded. “I saw that doctor in the hallway. So he's still working here?”
Owen sighed and his eyes went dark. “I thought about filing a complaint or going to the police. But have you seen the woman? Taking away her career just feels wrong. He's now a shell of a woman.”
My blood was boiling with rage. Just the thought of her hurting Owen again made me want to do something bad.
Owen reached out for me and his warm hand instantly calmed me down. “I don't think she's going to stay here much longer anyways.”
I nodded. I'd keep an eye on her. Make sure nothing ever happened like that again. “It was good to see you, Owen.” I stood up and brushed off my jeans.
He looked confused and desperate as I walked to the doorway. “Leaving so soon, Ares?”
“I have a lot to do today and not enough time to do it.” That was a complete lie. I had absolutely nothing to do today. I opened the door and began to walk away.
“I want to take you up on your offer,” he murmured. His words made me stop in my tracks. “I'll get a drink with you.”
I turned back. “When is your shift over?”
Owen glanced down to the small watch on his wrist. “Still have three hours left.”
“I'll pick you up at ten.” I left the room without giving him a second look but I knew he was beaming at me. He didn't know it yet, but he was already mine.
I walked by the same nurse at the counter and winked at her again. She melted in her shoes. I could kill a man with all this confidence.
Chapter Ten
Owen
I couldn't believe I agreed to go out with Ares King! What was I thinking? That was the problem, Holmes, you weren't thinking. When he left I had the sinking feeling that I'd never see him again. I couldn't let him go without finding out if there was something more there. I needed to take the same advice that I gave Winona: put yourself out there.
Ares was picking me up at the hospital in a couple hours and I didn't even have a change of clothes with me. I couldn't wear my scrubs on a date. I thought about going home but I wouldn't have enough time to get back. If I was smart enough, I could've asked for his phone number so he could pick me up at my apartment. All those years of school didn't train me for real life.
I found Fiona in the locker room changing into her street clothes. “I have a date tonight,” I told her.
Fiona's lips curled in amusement. “The famous Dr. Holmes has a date tonight?”
I blushed and nodded. “Is it that crazy of an idea?”
Fiona shook her head. “Only crazy that someone as hot as you has been able to keep men away for so long.”
She thought I was hot? I looked down at myself. I knew I wasn't ugly but hot never entered my mind. I laughed. “Yeah I wish. I guess I just haven't had the time for dating. Too focused on my career.”
Fiona leaned in and whispered in my ear. “Your going to need to fight the men off you tonight. I hope your date is ready for a brawl.”
I blushed. Ares would be able to take care of anyone that got too close. “Thank you so much.”
Fiona waved both hands. “So who's your date for tonight? It's not Dr. Green is it?”
A shiver ran down my spine. She already knew he was bad news so I didn't need to explain anything to her. I hadn't told her what happened in the pharmacy. I didn't want to frighten her yet. “No actually it's one of my patients. Do you remember Ares King?”