“Haven’t you caused enough trouble for one day?” Skye asks me.

She looks so tired…she looks sad. I don’t want that. I like Doc with fire in her eyes. Hell, I don’t even mind when she’s spitting it at me. It turns me on. Then again, everything she does seems to do that.

“I saw you running up the stairs, I wanted to check on you.”

“Not right now, Bull. It’s late, and I’ve had a bad day,” she says, turning away from me.

I can’t resist. I know I’ve pushed her hard, but I can’t stop. Fuck, I tried to stay away, but I needed her. That kiss we just shared, the time we’ve spent together? It’s all just made my initial attraction to her stronger. I need this woman. I come up behind her, placing my hands on her shoulders, and rub the spot in her neck that is tight with tension.

“I know I have a lot to overcome with you, Doc. I get that. The way we met was fucked up. But I think I’m doing a damn good job of proving myself to you.”

“Bull…”

“Skye, you can’t tell me there isn’t a pull between us. Something that draws us towards each other.”

“It’s just hormones,” she says, her head dropping down with a sigh of relief, as I continue my massage.

My hand trembles, but I ignore the weakness, and concentrate instead on touching the woman I’ve been dreaming about.

“Bullshit. There’s a fire between us, Skye. It’s not something you will find with someone else. Especially that fucker, Walter.”

She tenses up again at the mention of Walter, and I instantly regret saying his name.

“Bull…”

“Skye, give me a chance. Give us a chance.”

“Bull, you’re a risk, I have Matty to think about. I’ve made so many mistakes before…”

“Doc, you’ve read my file. You know about the fire and the attack.”

“Yeah,” her voice whispers, “I know.”

“I have these headaches. So bad sometimes, they can practically rob my vision. I’ve heard of blinding headaches, but I didn’t know shit about them.”

“Did you see a neurologist?”

“Yeah, Doc. I’m okay, just fucked in the head apparently.”

“Bull,” she says and tries to turn around, but I don’t let her.

“Listen, Doc. I want to tell you this shit, I do. I can promise you the man you have in your head the drugged out thug who doesn’t take care of his dick, that’s not the man I am. The man I can show you, if you just give me a chance. I got my HIV/AIDS test back and I’m clean. I have the report, and I’m even willing to keep getting tested until you feel comfortable. I don’t have a problem with that, but it’s time we move forward here.”

“We don’t really know each other, and we sure don’t fit into each other’s worlds. I don’t think I’m the kind of woman you want. I’ve had two lovers in my lifetime. Heck, that’s a slow day for you.”

I pull her around, holding her face to bring her eyes to mine.

“I never want to hear about the men who came before me, Skye. They don’t exist.”

“What? Are you…”

“I may not be your first, but I will be your fucking last. Do you think I would jump through these hoops for anyone?”

“I…You don’t know me!”

“No, not as good as I want. But I will, and I can promise you something else, Doc.”

“You can?” she asks, and fuck it’s all I can do not to kiss her.

“I’m with you. My dick will not be anywhere else, Doc. You don’t have to worry about that.”

“You’re so romantic,” she grumbles, but I can see a little of the woman who goes head-to-head with me returning. I like her better than the sad woman that was here when I first came to the roof.

“Give this a chance, Skye. Trust me.”

“I want to…” She wraps her arms around her body, shivering. I take off my cut and put it on her shoulders, without thinking. Just like so much, it’s a gut instinct with this woman.

“What are you doing?” she asks, but she doesn’t fight me when I settle the heavy leather on her arms. In fact, she takes the two ends in one hand and holds it together at her chest.

“You’re cold,” I answer, and my tone is gruff. She looks fucking good in Savage MC leather. She looks like she was made for it. Made for me.

“You’re a little crazy.”

“I bet I can make you like crazy,” I tell her, before I move my hand to caress her neck, loving the way her skin feels against my fingers. Then, I bring her lips to mine and claim them.