so the good books say. Angel and Lash, their love was so strong, so powerful that it made her envious of what they shared. The moment Angel walked into a room, Lash searched for her. He couldn’t go long without touching or kissing her, the slight caresses carrying a huge meaning of his love as he did. It was hard not to wish for something like that.
She could go on with each couple, even Tate and Murphy. That woman was a first class bitch, and yet she’d seen the way Tate melted when Murphy was near. For the right man, Tate’s bitchiness ceased to exist. Sandy hadn’t believed it, and even questioned Murphy. He’d simply told her that no one knew the real Tate, the one he loved.
Leaving the bathroom, Sandy felt better, whole, like she could handle anything that was thrown at her.
“Where was Celia?” Sandy asked.
The young sister had been put in their care after Andrew dumped her. Paris, the older sister, and the one Spider was trying to hunt, was still missing. Celia wasn’t a problem. She missed her sister, but she’d accepted them and their care.
“She’s back home with Millie and Baker. They’re taking care of her, and keeping an eye on the clubhouse.”
“I’m going to go do my rounds. I’ll see you back at the clubhouse?”
“None of us are going to leave until Devil and Lash come down. We’ve got to regroup, and be strong.”
“We can’t leave them in the hospital alone,” Sandy said. “It’s too easy to get to them.”
“Exactly. The Skulls and Chaos Bleeds will be here until everyone has been discharged. Including me, I’ll be here for you.”
She nodded. “Thank you.”
“Go on. Go save some lives.”
Sandy turned, and left the two clubs to wait as she made her way back into the hospital. The first ward she got to was the emergency room where Jessica, Snake’s old lady, was bandaged up.
“How are you doing?”
“Wishing I could fucking help. I didn’t put myself through school and train to be a nurse to get fucking shot and be useless. I should be helping, only now, I can’t help. Best I can do is assist, and with the medication they’ve given me, I can’t do that.”
“You sound a little pissed,” Sandy said.
“I am pissed. I’ve been shot. I’m not exactly happy about that.” Jessica blew out a breath. “I’m so fucking angry right now. My arm hurts, and I’m going to have to have some kind of shot. I’m pissed off. Not to mention that some fucker thinks he can just shoot at us.”
Sandy chuckled. “You’re fighting, then?”
“Aren’t you? I know I am. I’m not going to take shit from anyone. Especially not a fucked up guy, and not from him. ”
Jessica stared down at her arm, and Sandy saw the pain in her eyes.
“I completely forgot. You were taken by Andrew, Master.”
“Yeah, I was taken by him, and he left me there to die. He’s now shot at me. It may not have been him pulling the trigger, but it was him that ordered the kill. I want him dead. I don’t want any other woman to go through what I’ve gone through.”
“He has a woman right now.”
“I know. We’ve got to get her back. He tries to break minds, and in doing that, he breaks bodies, and tries to shatter our souls. No one can survive something like that. No one.”
“Jessica!” Snake rounded the curtain and grabbed her. Sandy watched as he claimed her lips, kissing her deeply. “I couldn’t fucking find you.”
“Why didn’t you ask Sandy?”
“I couldn’t find her . I’ve been looking all over this fucking hospital.”
“I’m sorry. I should have known to come find you. I apologize.”
Snake wasn’t interested in hearing her apology, and seeing as she was no longer needed, Sandy left them alone.
Rubbing her temple, she started to make her rounds, going to Sophia’s room. Jessica was going to be discharged and was no longer at risk. Providing she rested, her arm was going to be fine.
Nash was sitting beside his woman, who still hadn’t woken