The Biker's Good Nurse: Savage Wheels MC

004

Wayne’s POV

My arm was burning and bleeding. I had a highside crash, which led to these bruises and abrasions. Laila had tried her best to stop the bleeding, but it resumed after I got ready for the party tonight.

I was on a solo ride when a child ran off from nowhere into the middle of the road. While dodging him and also trying to save him from the coming vehicle, I ended up with this. But I wasn't so bothered about it until I returned, because the child had passed out when I grabbed him by his shirt and got thrown off my bike.

Laila returned, her expression told how shocked she was that everything she did happened to be in vain. She'd been a nurse working for the club for three years now, and she'd always done well. “Could you stay back from partying tonight? This is more serious than I thought.”

“Or, should he rather get to the hospital?” Briar suggested as I sat back. “He's losing so much blood.”

“Dad!” I heard Remy's voice.

I hadn't seen her until I returned with the bruise, and I hated having her worried about me. She was the only thing my wife left to me twenty years ago after delivery, and I hadn't ever joked with her or thought to remarry.

“This is Fawn, a nurse too, and could try.” She elaborated, and I shifted my eyes to the lady standing beside her. “What do you say? Or you wanna get to the hospital?”

I shook my head, “Let her try too…” I answered, and she led the lady closer to me. “Laila could help you with her work materials,” I said to the lady when she squatted before me.

She raised her face, and her dazzling eyes shone into mine. I took a deep gulp, admiring how she had styled her hair and her dressing too. By looking at her, one could tell she was the same age as my daughter and had beautiful eyes.

“This is all I have here.” Laila's voice drew me out of my daze, and the box she came with dropped to the floor. There was this expression she wore, but I didn't want to think much about it for now and just get treated first, because I believed she couldn't be jealous because another nurse was trying to save my life right here.

Fawn, as my daughter mentioned, checked on the box and said to me, “There are lots that aren't here. If I list them out, can they be gotten from any nearest pharmacy?”

She had sexy, plump lips, too, and her facial expressions when she spoke were as if she smiled all through.

“Sir?!” she tapped me, and I exhaled, nodding.

I looked to Briar, and he came closer. He was the vice president and could handle it for me neatly. “She would need something, and it needs to be gotten.”

He nodded, “Can I get the list? Type it in…” Briar handed her his cell phone.

I couldn't keep my eyes off the girl while she typed into the cell phone. She was pretty, right from her face down to her curves.

“A few minutes, please,” he said and left.

“But, I'll have to hold onto it before he returns. All these are just for first aid for such deep bruises, so the one he will get will go a long way,” she explained while bringing out the materials from the box.

At that moment, I even forgot about my bruises, and it was like the pain dissipated while my concentration was on her. It was okay that her polo shirt was ash, or she would be stained by my blood, and I wouldn't want that.

Soon, she began treating me with the medications available, and Liala helped her when needed.

Briar returned soon and handed over the leather bag he held, then she emptied it and began the major treatment. By the time she was done, I felt so much at ease and hoped it wouldn't begin bleeding again.

“Sir, you will need to stay quiet for some hours. Please don't act rashly,” she advised, and gathered everything into the box, which she handed back to Laila. “Thank you for the help!” she greeted, but Laila forced a smile instead and turned around, leaving.

Porter, Ford, Jonas, and Rome showed up as well and were stunned by what happened.

“And I kept cursing you for leaving us hanging out there. Oh, Blood…” Rome bent over to take a look at my arm. “This could be so painful.”

“Who's she?” Ford asked, glaring at Fawn.

Remy chipped in immediately, her arm across the girl's neck. “This is my friend, Fawn, a nurse too. She just treated my dad.”

“We haven't seen her before. Have you, Blood?” Rome asked me, and I shook my head. “So, did she come clubbing?”

Remy rolled her eyes and shook her head. “Actually, I wanted to tell dad, but didn't know how since he's been in pain. Fawn here is stranded and will be staying here for some time until she finds a job and rents an apartment. She was kicked out by her family because she refused to marry an ugly duckling,” she gestured, her tone shifting from plea to anger.

Jonas burst into laughter, and we all couldn't hold back either.

I hadn't seen the girl before, but I'd heard my daughter always mention her friend without saying her name.

“Maybe, she could be beneficial to the club,” Porter suggested, staring at me.

“If she heals Blood, then we could hire her. Laila will now have an assistant.” Ford added.

I saw it as meaningful, but a side of me wanted to reject it.

For the first time in twenty years, I was picking up interest in a woman, staring at her, and just creating enough scenes in my head with her. It would have been better if she weren't my daughter's friend or at that age. But that's a taboo, and I shouldn't let it happen.

I stood from where I was, “We don't need outsiders here…”

“Dad, please! She's motherless, too.” Remy dropped to her knees, and I hated that she knew my weakness towards her. “You can't do this to her. She will be a wanderer. I promise she will leave when she finds a job.”

“Blood, we pay higher than most hospitals, and we also need an expert. If she's good, we could keep her around.” Briar whispered to me, and I took a hard gulp.

It was becoming hard to decide, but I really do not want to cross the line.

This feeling growing in me could just be lust, which I end up getting rid of after I am done with any woman I developed that for. I hadn't f****d a woman twice and didn't want to, but she being my daughter's friend was already enough reason to hold back my desire towards her.

Remy was still kneeling, and for someone like her who rarely asked for a favor, I didn't want to leave it ungranted.

I turned to the lady, "What's your name again?”

“I am Fawn!” she mentioned firmly, no atom of fear in her eyes like the other ladies I'd met.

This was the first time he met me, and she must have known how dangerous I was, yet he didn't look scared by my presence.

She kept staring back at me, not nervous, but her shoulders held high. Her masculine dressing just as much as my daughter fitted her so much, and I so much admired how she styled her hair. She got full boobs and nice curves at the back, her lips plump and would do well wrapped around my member.

“We have to talk privately. Do you mind?” I asked, and she nodded, her chin raised.

Remy got up and pushed her slightly towards me, and that action of hers cut through my heart, because it was as though she was urging me to step over the boundaries right now.