Spent - Part Two (Bad Boy Fighter Book 2) Read Online Free

don’t know.”  
    Movement.
    “Tasha?” A weak, yet deep, voice comes out of the motionless body.
    My heart leaps as I struggle against Big Mike. I want so badly to touch Luke, to cradle him in my arms and wipe away the blood across his face. I want to tell him how sorry I am and how I much I want him.
    “Get her the fuck away from him!” A portly man roars as he waddles near us, carrying a first aid kid.
    “Let’s give the medic some space, Tash,” Big Mike whispers against my ear.
    “Stay,” Luke moans.
    I plant my feet firmly against the floor. Mike is going to have to drag me out of here, kicking and screaming, before he’s going to rip me away from Luke. A grumble is muttered behind me when Mike realizes that I’m not going to budge. He’s not going to force me to move and I’m not going to go willingly.
    “I said, get her away,” the medic waves as to move as he moves in beside Luke.
    Luke’s eyes slowly flutter open, blood dripping down along the ridge of his nose, sliding down the curves of his eye sockets. He’s a horrible sight to behold, and yet, all I feel is an overwhelming sense of happiness. Not only is he awake and semi-alert, but he wants me to be near him. A little feeling of relief attempts to make its way through my body, slowly pushing out all of the other overwhelming emotions I’ve been feeling throughout the day.
    “She stays,” Luke grumbles to the medic and he slowly eases himself up off the floor.
    “Sit your ass down, you damn fool,” the medic holds his hand out to stop Luke from sitting up any further.
    “I’m fine,” Luke mutters, rubbing his gloved hands against his head. He winces when he brushes over a fresh wound.
    “I need to make sure you don’t have a concussion,” the medic bemoans, clearly exhausted from the frivolous exchange.
    Luke slowly shakes his head, “He just knocked the wind out of me. I’m fine. I just want to see my girlfriend.”
    Girlfriend…
    My legs go weak at the sound of the word rolling off of his tongue. Knowing that he’s fine is all the encouragement my aching vagina needs.  
    Now all that my sex has on her little mind is to jump the sexy, albeit bloody, man before me and make his aches and pains go away.
    With perfect timing, Big Mike’s grip against me loosens just enough for me to find an opening. I jerk myself out of his hands and rush over to Luke before Mike has time to react. The medic frowns as I nestle in beside Luke, but the doesn’t say anything this time. I guess he’s already figured that he’s not going to win this one.
    Crossing my legs, I ease Luke’s head down onto my lap, ignoring the blood dripping down along my leggings. Mine and Luke’s eyes never stray from one another. We’re both lost, incapable of talking. All I can focus on is the way he’s looking at me. The medic continues to work, checking Luke’s vitals and examining his wounds, doing his best to work around me while also doing a thorough job.
    The medic sighs as he rises to his feet. Neither Luke nor I look up at him, both of us too consumed with drinking in the sight of the companion that neither of us thought we would see again.
    “Well, I can’t see anything noticeably wrong with him,” the medic clears his throat, “I’ll let you two do your thing, then I’ll check over Richards again once you’re done.”
    I hear Big Mike thanking the man and clapping him against the back. Both men walk away from us to another end of the arena. Finally, I notice the auditorium and the fact that it’s completely empty. Whether everyone cleared out of their own accord, or were escorted out due to the ruckus I caused, I don’t know and I don’t really care. Right now, I’m feeling selfish and I’m going to ensure that the object of my selfishness is safe and healthy.
    “Hi,” Luke whispers, staring deeply into my eyes.
    “Hi, stranger,” I smile softly, gently running my fingers through his hair.
    Luke coughs, I do my best to help hold him