“I found out tonight why it seems like we
don’t see her for days on end.”
Win rubbed his hand through his hair, getting up and getting
himself a beer as well. “Why’s that?” he asked from the
kitchen.
“ Because she’s not a nurse,
dipshit, she’s a doctor.”
“ The fuck you say.” He came
out, looking at the little woman on the sofa.
“ I’m telling you. She told
me she has a twenty-hour shift tomorrow. And that she wants to
practice general surgery. This is one smart chick.”
Win looked over at him. “She just told
you that?”
“ I just asked her. She
worked out a deal to sing with her band here and work at the
hospital. And she would’ve told you all this too if you hadn’t had
her strung up against the fucking van like you were at some S&M
club! Really, what the hell were you thinking?” South whispered
harshly, not wanting to wake up Addison.
Win sat back down and put his hands on
his head, tapping the beer bottle to his forehead. “I went out to
go get her and…she moaned. I can’t even describe it! But all I
thought was, it wasn’t me making her make that sound, and I lost
it.
“ When I saw the fucker on
top of her, I just reached in there, snagging his ass, wanting to
beat the shit out of him right there.” He looked at South and then
back at Ad. “I insulted her, and she called me a man-whore, and
said she wasn’t interested in that type of guy.
“ I made out with Candy and
Lisa thinking she’d be all jealous of the girls that hang off me.
Show her I could get any chick I wanted, make her want me more. But
the way she talked to me about it, I knew right then it was a major
fuckup for me tonight. It didn’t make her jealous; it made her not
interested.
“ But the worst part of this
whole fucking night is, after I saw how she was treated before, saw
the black eye and the broken wrist, I treated her like an ass! She
went all submissive on me to calm me down… I scared her… I fucking
scared her! She thought I was going to hurt her. I could see it in
her eyes, South! And you know I would never hurt a
woman!”
South stood next to the couch, drinking
the last of his beer. “Fuck, man, I don’t know what to tell you.
Maybe she isn’t right for you. And as much as I love you like a
brother, I want her, and I’m not willing to let you have her. She
seemed interested in me, we talked easily together. And after you
left her crying, she had no problem clinging to me for
comfort.”
Win stood up and went to the door.
Maybe South was right, maybe he was no good for her. He’d never
acted this way with a woman before. He just couldn’t stay in the
same place with her without wanting to be next to her, so he’d head
over to Andy and Rex’s and crash for the night.
He walked into their apartment, kicking
all their shit off the couch and making himself as comfortable as
he could. A couple of hours later Rex came in with some chick.
“Dude, what the hell are you doing over here?” he asked, and the
chick next to him smiled at Win.
“ I’m crashing, what the
hell does it look like. Don’t worry, I didn’t beat the shit out of
South, just needed to get away from him,” he told him, then thought
about the redhead he liked. “Why aren’t you coming home with
Margie?” he asked, closing his eyes. Rex took his chick and started
towards his room. “Don’t want to talk about it, man.”
South sat in the chair in front of the
TV, wondering if he should take Addison to his bed to rest or just
leave her on the couch. But the couch was old and funky. He didn’t
want her to sleep shitty and then go to work all jacked up. He had
no idea what it would be like to work a twenty-hour shift, and he
didn’t want to know. So he put his bottle in the sink and picked
her up, went to his bedroom, pulled the covers back and laid her on
his bed.
He pulled the covers over her and she
made herself comfortable without so much as opening an eye. He
pulled off his clothing, just keeping on