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I squeeze my eyes shut. "What have they said? What do they think it could be?"
I try to get my doctor's brain on. Abdominal pain with bloating, dizziness, seizures. It could be anything….
Cysts, pregnancy, irritable bowel syndrome, hormones….
She sniffles, wipes away her tears, and whispers, "They said it could be cancer."
Fuck no….
I step forward and take her in my arms. She hugs me tighter and asks, "Please, don't tell him—not yet, not until I know more."
Holding her tighter, I whisper, "I don't think I can promise that, darling…."
She squeezes me in understanding. I've been in Tech’s place, where a brother who wasn't just a brother, but my own stepbrother knew something so painful and kept quiet….
I can't keep this from him.
She steps back out of my hold, kissing my cheek, her eyes wet with unshed tears.
She whispers, "You do what you've got to do. I'm just sorry I told you."
I smile and say, "I'm a doctor, Brook. I'm not blind; I could see something wasn't right." I shake my head. "When you get your results, I want to see them. Do you understand?"
She smiles but nods before going to her car, and I ask, "Is this the reason why you won't let him back in? You're sleeping with him,soclearly you've forgiven him for sleeping with the clubwhore. and what he did with Faith…."
She looks over at me and admits, "I never forgave him. I actually ran over his laptop when I learned about it, then carved dickhead into the tank of his bike." My eyes widen, my mouth dropping open, and she smirks. "To top it off, I put a lock on all his computer systems, locking him out for nearly twenty-eight hours. But to answer your question…it is."
I give her a nod as she opens her door.
I rasp, "Remind me never to piss you off," making her giggle as she climbs into her Ford, and then reverses out of Tech’s drive before leaving.
My feet move before my mind can catch up.
I don't knock. I slam through his light gray front door, and run up his stairs, heading to the door at the end of the corridor. I slam into his room, the door banging on the wall.
Tech jumps up in bed, his hand going to his piece, but he freezes when I say, "Brother, we need to talk."
His sleepy eyes come my way before going to the empty side of his bed, and he sighs but nods. Swallowing hard, I turn and head back downstairs to his living area. The back wall with the fireplace is midnight blue, and the rest are grayish-white. I stand beside his dark gray corner couch and start to space, my leg skimming his glass coffee table.
Along the walls are neatly place photos of our MC family, including a large one of him and Brook, both smiling at the camera, his arm around her.
Fuck, they look so happy….
Tech emerges from the stairs wearing just a pair of jeans. He places his hands on his hips, raises a brow at me, and states, "Brother, it's nearly seven in the morning. Shouldn't you be at work by now?"
Yep, I'm late, but honestly, right now, I don't care.
Biting my bottom lip, I rasp, "I bumped into Brook…."
He sighs, shaking his head, running his hand through his scruffy blonde hair, Brook's name in bold on his wrist. "I love the woman, but, fuck, am I getting annoyed at her sneaking out every fucking morning."
Every morning? Damn, I guessed she was here most nights but every night?
I shake my head and ask, "Brother, have you noticed how different she looks?" He furrows his brows, and I say, "Her cheeks are hallowed, bags underneath her eyes, she lost a lot of weight…."
He takes a step forward, worrying etching his features, seeing I'm in doctor mode about his girl, and demands, "Just tell me why you're here, Doc. Rip the band-aid off."
I flinch and whisper, "She's not making things official with you again because not only is Nina still around and you decided to fuck a clubwhore then let that crazy bitch Faith suck you, but also because she's sick." He freezes, his eyes widening. I swallow hard. "She's had tests done and is waiting for the results, but the, uh, fuck brother, the consultant she saw believes it could be cancer."
