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Murphy(43)

By:Sam Crescent


“It’s easy sex. None of the guys want a commitment, and I’m more than happy being a doctor. I’m not looking for anything long term,” Sandy said.

“Cool.” Tate nudged his shoulder. “You’re being used.”

His eyes darkened. “Not me. The other guys.”

“I’ve not fucked Murphy. Zero, Butch, and Mikey are the men I’ve fucked.”

Tate laughed. “I’m sure you’re popular.”

“It’s fun.” Sandy slapped Murphy’s thigh. “I’ll check on it tomorrow, but otherwise you’re all good. There’s nothing to worry about. I’ve gave you a shot in case of infection. Keep it clean, and you’ll be fine.” She’d also covered it with a large bandage.

Sandy left the room leaving her alone with Murphy.

“I wanted to say thank you,” Tate said.

“Why?” He groaned as he lifted his jeans.

“You’ve been shot worse than this, and you’re complaining about a graze?” she asked, getting frustrated with all of his noises.

“It stings like a bitch. Stop being hard on my ass, and come here.” He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her toward him. His jeans were still open, but they rested around his waist.

“Dad could see,” she said, warning him.

“I don’t care. You’re mine, baby. Now kiss me.”

Smiling, Tate leaned in close brushing her lips against his. “Thank you,” she said, whispering against his lips.

“I’ll always take care of you.” He rubbed her nose with his.

Giggling, Tate pulled out of his arms and turned. Tiny stood in the doorway staring at them. The giggling died along with the smiling.

“You’re needed in the warehouse,” Tiny said.

Murphy cleared his throat and began buttoning up his jeans.

“Sandy cleaned him up. He should be good to go.”

“Good.” Tiny’s arms were folded as he gazed at her.

“What?” she asked.

“It’s good to have you home. Haven’t you got a hug for your old man?”

Stepping close, she wrapped her arms around his back. “Stop being a pain in the ass.”

“Leave the room,” Tiny said, speaking to Murphy.

She watched him disappear. Tiny closed the door.

“Dad, what are you doing?” she asked.

“In the last year you’ve been shot at twice. First in my house and now outside your apartment building.” He cupped her cheeks between both of his palms. “It’s two times too many.”

“You can’t be there for me all the time.”

“I know. Steven and Blaine are going to be patched in when all this shit is through. The guys want them in. Any guy who takes a bullet for the women is good enough for me. They’re staying here while we sort this shit out.” Tiny’s held her face tighter. “Be safe.”

“I’ll be safe, Dad, I promise.”

“Eva’s in my room. Talk to her, please. I don’t want to lose her.”

He started to leave, opening the door, ready to disappear.

“You’ve got to make a choice about her, Dad.”

“What do you mean?” he asked, looking at her over his shoulder.

“She deserves a life. A life where a man loves her and takes care of her. She’s been waiting for you for too long, and you’re fucking sweet-butts when you can have her. Mom’s dead, and she’s not coming back. Please, for me, don’t fuck this up.”

He didn’t say a word. She glanced down at the floor, feeling uncomfortable.

“I’ll sort it out,” he said, leaving her alone.

Letting out a breath, Tate wondered how her life had gotten so complicated. She was sorting out Kelsey and Eva’s love lives.





Chapter Ten



Murphy sat in the back of the van glaring at the two men they’d taken from the street outside of Tate’s apartment. They’d pissed themselves and vomited. The smell was making him feel sick. Killer, Zero, and Nash were sat in the back with Tiny and Mikey in the front. The rest of the men were at the compound protecting the families and friends.

“You’re going to fucking die,” Zero said.

One of the men whimpered. They were both shaking and sweating. Turning away from the scene, Murphy looked at Tiny. The other man hadn’t looked at him.

Running fingers through his hair, Murphy knew he needed a haircut. Why the fuck was he thinking about his hair when they were about to torture these two men?

At the warehouse, three more of The Skulls were waiting. Stink, Gunn, and Pretty were waiting. Climbing out of the van, he shook the other guys’ hands and pulled them in for a hug. He slapped them on the back, moving to the final guy.