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Another One Bites the Dust (Freebirds #3)(15)
Author: Lani Lynn Vale


 “That sounds like it’ll work, but I have dinner tomorrow with my grandparents. Can you come around noon? I have to be at dinner by three. That’ll give me a couple of hours to work with you two, and then drive the hour it takes to get to Jefferson from here.”


 “Let’s get started. The first thing I want to tell you is that Alpha will ‘guard’ if you tell him to. For instance, say you were in a situation where you needed Alpha to protect someone else besides you. All you would say is ‘Guard’ and he’ll do it.” She explained.


 For the next hour and a half, we worked on commands; by the end of it, I was ready to worship at Max’s feet. Already, I was feeling safer and I was ecstatic. I couldn’t wait for Alpha to stay with me permanently. Max was one perceptive man.




 That night at work, I asked my supervisor, Tammy, about bringing a service dog with me to work.


 “Honestly, Payton, I would have to ask my boss. I don’t see a problem with it, but it could be a violation of some kind, and I haven’t the slightest idea about those. Let me run it by the director, and I’ll get back to you.” Tammy said.


 I nodded in understanding, then went to the board that told me what rooms would be mine tonight. I was the newest member of the well-baby and postpartum nursing staff. Can I tell you I absolutely love my job? Who wouldn’t want to hold newborn babies all day long?


 “You’ll never believe the size of the latest baby! Eleven pounds thirteen ounces. She did it naturally, too!” Cheyenne exclaimed as I walked into the nurse’s station.


 “Holy Crap! That’s one awesome woman! When I’m pregnant, I won’t be having any pain meds either. I want to see if I can do it naturally.” I teased.


 Cheyenne burst out laughing.


 “You’re so full of shit. You’ll be walking in the door demanding the epidural before anyone even examines you.”


 Cheyenne was one of my closest friends. We met during our first year of nursing school, two years ago. Then when we started our jobs a couple of months ago, we became even closer. We also found we had a lot in common. The best friendships are built on inappropriateness and sarcasm; we had that in spades. Cheyenne had, in turn, introduced me to her best friend, Ember, and another in their group, Blaine. It was the type of instant friendship that you knew would last a lifetime.


 The night shift went by quickly. I was able to make the nearly twelve pound baby’s acquaintance, and was flabbergasted to find out that the mother was a young girl, maybe fifteen years old, who was only an inch or so taller than me. I would have loved to see how big she was before she gave birth. Before we knew it, Cheyenne and I were walking out to the employee parking lot.


 My scooter was in the designated parking spot for motorcycles, and I laughed when I saw Cheyenne’s ride next to mine. Hers definitely won, seeing as her ride had one hot sexy man sitting astride it.


 Sam was a gorgeous specimen of a man. Tall, broad, and built in all the right places. His Ray-Bans reflected the morning sun; I was drawn to the smirk he had at the corner of his mouth. He was hunched over the front of his bike, elbows resting on the gas tank as he watched us approach. A black skullcap covered his hair.


 “Get any crap about your ‘beanie’ today, Sam?” I asked with a laugh.


 He glared, and I laughed harder. When I’d first met him, he was wearing a skullcap just like the one he was wearing now. Max and James were giving him shit because he called it a ‘beanie.’ Needless to say, Sam didn’t take kindly to being made fun of, and put the boys in their places. I knew where he got the beanie from though. It was a Northern thing. One I’d heard a lot when we were stationed in North Dakota.


 Sam has warmed to me some. When I first met him, I was scared even to speak to him. When I get nervous, my attitude comes out to play, and, unfortunately, that’s what Sam got. It took us a few months before I was able to calm down enough when he was around to be nice to him. I’m sure he thought I was a really big bitch.


 “Bite me.” He said in a deep voice.


 Not as deep as Max’s, but it still gave me a little shivers inside. I was a whore for a good voice.


 “Where at?” I asked pleasantly.


 “How ya doin’, Bubbles?” Sam asked in a sugary sweet voice.


 Too sweet if you asked me. I would never live this down. Now Cheyenne would want to know, and then everyone would know that I wore boy’s underwear.


 “I’m great. Max had a dog delivered to me yesterday. Know anything about that?”


 He smiled, and I knew he was aware of what was going on, probably even more so than me.


 “Yeah. Sure do. Let’s go sweet cheeks, I’ve got a ton of shit to do and places to be.”


 Sam was kind enough to wait for me to get on my scooter and pull out in traffic before he left. Although it was an alpha-male thing to do, I was grateful none-the-less. You learn a new respect for parking lots and public places that leave you isolated once you’ve gone through a beating as I had. I would take anything I could get.



Chapter 4

 I’m not gonna count to three; I’m not even gonna count to one. You will shut the fuck up, or I’ll sing you a lullaby.

 -Shawshank Redemption


 I ignored the whispers. The looks. The pointing. It’s like fucking high school all over again. These grown adults didn’t have anything better to do but gossip, and they didn’t have the slightest idea what the hell they were even talking about, just passed off judgment based off of hearsay. Hell, it was nothing new, but it still hurt. I hated this part of my job. I didn’t enjoy inflicting pain, especially not to a teenager. He was eighteen, though, and that made him legal in the eyes of the law. It didn’t matter that he was helping his father, and doing what he was told to do. At some point, you have to start thinking for yourself, not letting others do it for you, particularly when they put your life in danger.

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