Cash's Fight(41)

“I’m asking.”

“Cool, I’ll leave her to you then.”

Cash slung his arm around Train’s shoulder, letting him take some of his weight. He had overextended his strength and was tired as shit. Train easily took his weight without saying a word, helping Cash inside and up the stairs to his room.#p#分页标题#e#

“Want me to get one of the women for you?”

“Hell, no. You trying to put me back in rehab?” The men laughed.

After Train left, Cash starred at the closed door, still unsure why he had asked Train to back off. It wasn’t like he had a shot in hell at Rachel again, but something deep inside him told him that Train wouldn’t be a dumb-fuck and screw everything up with Rachel the way he had.

He had heard her voice as he had come inside of Bliss, his dick nearly shriveling in the condom at being seen by her with another woman. He had shoved his dick in his pants and sent Bliss in the house. He had hoped to find Rachel upset, anything to show she cared; instead, he had seen the interest in her eyes for Train. Cash was experienced enough to know what that look on a woman’s face meant. His little virgin had been wondering how Train was in bed.

Cash reached over, turning out his bedroom light. He wanted to see that expression on her face when she was staring at him.

* * *

Cash wiped the sweat off his face with the towel Donna handed him.

“You’re doing good, Cash. So much better. You don’t need me anymore.”

Cash lowered the towel in surprise to find her grinning back at him.

“It’s true; you don’t. You’re almost back to full strength. Your workout sessions have really paid off.”

Cash threw his towel onto the washer across the room. He had worked out incessantly, attempting to drive Rachel out of his mind. It wasn’t working, but his body felt normal again.

“I couldn’t have done it without your help.”

“I’ll call Steve and tell him I’m releasing you.” Donna picked up her folder that marked his progress.

“Tell him I said hi.” Steve was his physical therapist from the rehab center.

“I will. Of course, he’s not going to be happy with me releasing you; he’s going to miss Rachel.”

Cash stopped stretching, straightening to look at Donna. “Rachel?”

Donna tilted her head quizzically at him. “Yes. She called everyday to check on your progress. Of course, he never gave away any of your medical information, but Shade gave his permission to share your status with her.”

“I wasn’t aware she called.”

Donna nodded, packing her folders into her bag. “I believe she wanted to see if you were progressing. She called several times when you were beginning to walk again.”

He had thought she hadn’t given a shit, that he hadn’t crossed her mind the entire time he had been in therapy. He had been wrong.

Cash hadn’t bothered to look at the paperwork Shade had signed for him, trusting his brother implicitly, but there was obviously something he hadn’t told him.

He showered and changed before driving to his grandmother’s house. Once there, he sat outside several minutes before going in. He had wanted to see her after finding out she had cared enough to keep track of his progress, but he still didn’t know how to get past the barricade she had put up against him or why he even wanted to.

He was about to put his truck back in drive when he saw Rachel hand Mag a drink through the front window. The last few months hadn’t treated his grandmother well. She looked older and more worn than he had ever seen her.

Rachel bent over and picked up something then moved behind Mag’s wheelchair. He realized she was brushing her hair; gently stroking the old woman’s hair as they talked.

Not even his mother had been able to get along with Mag. In fact, they had hated each other. Rachel, on the other hand, was developing a close relationship with Mag, and it affected him strangely. He wanted to go in and join them, see what they were talking about. Instead, he drove out of the parking lot, heading back to the clubhouse.#p#分页标题#e#

He was concerned over his grandmother’s appearance. He needed to spend some time with her and make sure she was fine. Her neighbor was actually paid by him to keep an eye on her and drive her when she wanted to go out, but he would take a few days, assess her health, and see if she needed more care.

Cash refused to acknowledge to himself that it wasn’t only his grandmother that he wanted to spend time with. Rachel wouldn’t be happy with his presence in the house. However, she would soon realize that he was tired of being ignored.





Chapter 14