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I'm okay right now, but I would like some water."
    He reaches over to the night stand and grabs a glass of water. He helps me lift my head to take a drink, and lower it back to the pillow. Then I really look at him. Oh My God! That sexy as hell voice matches the man next to me. He is the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my entire life. I can tell he is tall over six feet. He has huge muscles all over. His white shirt looks like it could rip right off with just the smallest movement. He's wearing a black leather vest, dark jeans, with black boots. I look at the vest the patches and stitching are done in red, black and white. It has a diamond shaped patch with a 1% inside of it on the right side by the buttons. Just a little right of the 1% patch there are 4 skulls and crossbones stitched into the vest. There are two patches that say R.I.P. one with the name Bulk and the other with Rider stacked one on top of the other on the bottom left side. Over his left peck Hanger is stitched in red underneath that is a patch that says President. I look up at his face, and my god that face. He has short dark brown hair, tan skin, the most beautiful hazel blue/green eyes I’ve ever seen, full kissable lips, and a five o'clock shadow. Just fucking beautiful.
    "Where am I? How did I get here? What happened to me? Who are you?" He laughs at me, so I glare at him.
    "Okay. Okay. I'm sorry I laughed. My name's Hanger. I'm twenty five, and you are at my clubhouse. I'm the President of the Satan's Sinners M.C. I found you on the side of the road. As to what happened to you, I was hoping you would fill me in on that part. I gotta few questions for you too, Babe, who are you? Where did you come from? What happened to you? Is there anybody that's gonna be worried about you? You had no identification on you when I found you."
    "Oh my fucking god. I'm at a clubhouse, with bikers. It's called Satan's Sinners. Fuck, fuck, fuck." I whispered then I look down and see the shirt I’m wearing. "How the fuck did I get a shirt on? Did you undress me?" He's laughing at me again and I'm still glaring.
    "You sure are, Babe, and no I didn't undress you. I had Chatty handle that."
    "Who's Chatty?"
    "She's one of my brother’s ol' ladies, his name's Ripper. She cleaned you up the best she could. There was a lot of blood. Then she put one of my shirts on you, so you’d be more comfortable instead of wearin' that dress. Now on with the answers I need."
    I look down trying to keep the tears away “Okay, so my name is Zoey Porter and I'm twenty two. I was living outside of Wichita with my boyfriend Andrew. He's the one that did this to me, he's controlling and very abusive. I work at a free clinic as a nurse with my friend Jacey. She will be worried about me and so will my parents, along with my sister. She had a bad feeling that night and didn't want me to go, but I told her it was just dinner, that I would be okay." The tears start to fall and a sob breaks free. Before I know what's happening Hanger scoops me up into his lap, places my head on his chest and I cry. I let it all out and it's not a pretty cry either. Oh no, it's full on snot running cry, but he's rocking me telling me everything will be okay. For the first time in years I feel safe. After a few minutes of crying and getting it all out. I sit up wipe my eyes "I'm sorry, I messed up your shirt."
    "It's okay, it's just a shirt. I’ve got plenty more." He smiles at me and I smile back.
    "So, what happens now?"
    "Well, I think we need to let everyone know you’re safe. It's been four days, so I'm sure your family and friends are worried about you."
    "How long have you played guitar?"
    "What…? How did you know I played?"
    "I seen it sitting over there." I point in the direction, where his guitar sits.
    "Oh, yeah, um well. I started playing when I was young. My dad taught me."
    "What kind of music do you like?"
    "I like different kinds, but country is my go to."
    "I like different kinds too and I love