Rush - Blue Devils MC Book 2 (Book 1 Included FREE for a short time only!) Read Online Free PDF Page B

front doorstep, but Rush didn’t really care. Couldn’t really care. He had to protect Blue.
    He slipped his phone back into his pocket and then reached over and shook Blue’s shoulder. “Hey darlin’,” he said softly as her eyes fluttered open. She looked at him through bleary eyes and he felt a stab of pain go through him. Goddammit, the very last thing he wanted to do right now was wake her up. She deserved to sleep. She needed to sleep.
    “I’m sorry to do this to you, but we gotta go.” His whisper took on an urgent edge and her eyes focused a little more, questioning.
    “What—” she croaked and licked her lips. Her eyes flitted around the room and Rush straightened up, looking around too. He found a glass with a straw and a little water at the bottom on a table in the corner.
    “Here you go,” he said, and cradled her against him as she sucked the water down. He felt her soft body against his and swallowed hard. Only a pervert would be thinking about her curves at a moment like this, but his dick didn’t seem to mind that title.
    “What’s going on?” she finally said as she lifted her head from the straw. “What…what time is it?” Her voice was rough with sleep and deep exhaustion, and Rush fought down the feeling of guilt that he’d been the cause of all of this. If the Blue Devils hadn’t agreed to sell the guns to the Chupas , they wouldn’t have dared to kidnap the Catholic schoolgirls, and Blue wouldn’t have been shot. It was all his fault - he hadn’t stood up and fought Brock when he should have.
    He would never forgive himself, and she wouldn’t either. If she found out.
    “It’s about 3:30 in the morning, but…the Chupas are looking for you. They sent a guy into the hospital with a syringe. I don’t know what’s in the syringe but I’m pretty sure that it wasn’t a vitamin shot.”
    Dead silence. Not a breath, not a movement.
    “WWWWhhhhattttttt?!?!” she shrieked. Rush clamped his hand down over her mouth, afraid a nurse would come busting in at any moment. She licked the palm of his hand and he jerked it away in surprise. She was glaring at him.
    Yup, she was fully awake.
    “Listen, buster, you can’t come marching in here at three o’clock in the morning and tell me that someone is out to kill me, and expect me to be quiet about it.” She appeared to be getting angrier by the moment, instead of calming down. Rush grabbed his thighs to curb his impulse to put his hand across her mouth again. Somehow, he didn’t think that would go over so well.
    “I can damn well get mad if I damn well want to!” she ended in a half-shout and then crossed her arms across her chest and glared at him.
    Well, she tried to cross her arms across her chest, but the IV tubes hooked to the back of her hand got tangled up and she had to unwrap them before she could complete the maneuver, and by time she finished, all of her anger had dissipated, replaced by panic. She looked up at him with desperation in her eyes.
    “Really? The Chupacabras were here?” she finally asked in a small voice.
    “Yes. And Blue, you can yell at me all you want later, I promise, but right now I’m worried that another one is going to come waltzing along, looking for his buddy. We don’t have time for you to tell me which way is up, but if we make it out of here alive, I promise I’ll let you then.”
    She looked at him suspiciously for a moment. “For as long as I want?”
    “Yup, you can yell at me as long as you want,” he said in a mock solemn voice and then added a criss-cross across his chest for extra emphasis. He felt like he was 10 years old all over again, but it worked.
    “Well, let’s get this party started then,” she said in a strangely cheerful voice, and swung her legs out of the bed. He wondered if her mood swings were something that developed after they’d graduated from high school, or if it was being shot in the head that did it to her.
    Either way, he figured this was another