Steel’s POV
I got a text from Prez.
Prez: Did you send Pitbull my way?
Steel: Yes
Prez: Thanks man! I owe you one!
I wanted to reply “good luck” but thought better off it. Prez definitely had the hots for the blond nurse and hell, if he wanted to take a shot at taming that wild, she-wolf--- well, let’s just say if he got his d**k bitten off, I wouldn’t be surprised! But I had more important things to take care of right now…
I took dinner up to our room and made sure that my woman was well fed. She ate without protest, but the way she was looking at me, I knew that I would have to explain everything to her later.
In a way, I wished the meal would never end. That the meat I cut down for her would go on for eternity. Because--- I was scared! Scared that she’d see me as the coward I was
