Mad Dog (Angel’s Rebellion MC: #2) (Angel's Rebellion MC), стр. 33
Viper sent one of his trademark smirks my way. Bastard, I thought as I glared at him. I listened to her response to him. I was curious when she said she didn't have time for that shit. What the fuck did she mean by that? She never had sex? I watched as she got up the nerve to face me, and once she did, I was mesmerized as soon as our eyes met.
Damn. Now I know what Blood meant. I knew her from somewhere, but for the life of me I didn't recognize her at all. My eyes traveled over her face. Hell, where had I seen her before? As I looked at her, I saw the blood leave her face and she staggered. Seer grabbed a chair, sat it down behind her, pushed gently on her shoulder and told her to sit down.
“Are you okay?” I asked her, only to see her body start swaying back and forth. Fuck, she was gonna pass out. Before I could do anything, Blood dropped down on his knees and got in her face.
“Breathe, Ava, breathe,” he said.
I watched as she took a deep breath. I could tell the moment she came back to herself.
“Are you okay?” I asked again.
“Yeah, sorry about that. I, umm, you umm, yeah sorry,” she stammered in a husky voice.
Christ, hearing the husky tone of her voice went straight to my dick and it got harder than a damn steel pike. Thank fuck, I was behind my desk. I glanced at the guys; they were all still standing up.
“You fuckers get a chair and pull it up,” I told them.
I gave them the chance to sit down and this woman, Ava, a chance to get settled some before I spoke.
“So, you told Blood that you wanted to know if there was a tall, huge, bearded, bald man in our MC. Well, you're looking at him, darlin'. What can I do for you?”
I asked her as she continued to stare at me. It was starting to get a little unnerving. She didn't answer me. Fuck. If I couldn't get her to talk, this was gonna take all night.
“Have we met before? Because you don't look familiar, yet I feel like we've met before,” I said to her.
She nodded her head yes. Then she got up and reached into her back pocket and pulled out a couple pictures. She chose one and leaned forward and slid it across the table. I kept my eyes on her until she sat back down, then looked at the picture.
“Holy. Fuck,” I whispered.
I picked up the picture and studied it again, then I glanced up at her and back down to the picture. She didn't look at all like she had seven years ago when I had carried her up the side of a damn mountain. Hell, she had lost her husband and son that day and I thought we were gonna lose her too. I remember murmuring words of encouragement to her.
The guys had asked me if I needed help, but I hadn't been able to let her go. The expression on her face that day had been nothing short of looking like she was completely shattered inside. I fucking knew that look well because I had seen it often in the mirror after Beth had been killed. I remembered thinking I knew what she was feeling and that she was my responsibility to take care of. I didn't know why I felt that way, but I had.
I held the picture out to Blood; he came up and took it from me. As he looked at the picture, his head snapped up and he gazed at her then at the picture.
“I fucking knew it,” he exclaimed. “I knew I had seen her before, Prez. I just couldn't figure out where, and now I know why.”
I looked at Seer as Blood handed the picture to him. But Seer didn't even look at it. He fucking knew who she was.
“You've changed your look a little bit since we last saw you, Ava,” he said as he studied her. She smiled and tilted her head at him.
Seer handed the picture to Possum. Possum took it and studied the picture then looked back at Ava. A look of sadness crossed his face.
“Good to see you looking so well, Ava,” he said.
She smiled gently back at him.
Possum handed the picture to Viper. I knew Viper was clueless, but if the bastard had been there that day, he would have probably been like Seer and would have known who she was as soon as he saw her. I watched as he looked at the picture. He studied it for a minute, then he looked at Ava and studied her face before looking down back at the picture again. He then placed it back on my desk. I picked it back up and ran my thumb back and forth across it.
“I know you don't have a clue, Brother. But we now know who Ava is. We met her under the worst possible circumstances that anyone can ever face in their life,” I said, as I watched tears run down her face.
Viper was taking everything in. I could tell it was bothering him to see her cry. How the motherfucker was such a man's man and so fucking undone by a crying woman, I'll never know. I was compassionate, but he took it to a whole other level.
“Ava was in a crash when the car she was riding in was forced off the road. The MC saved her, but her husband and son were killed in the wreck.”
I watched the emotions going across Ava's face as I told Viper a condensed version of what happened. Tears were flowing steadily down her face now. I looked over at Viper and he had his fingers pressed