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“And what about me? Where do I fit into that?” I whisper.

“You’re my woman. You’ll always come first. There might be times I need to take care of club business, but not at the expense of our relationship. We’re not going to stop rescuing kids, but you’ll always be my main priority.”

“Even over getting revenge on Blackstone?”

“Yes. Even then. I never want to come close to losing you again. You’ve got my heart now, and if you die, I’ll die, too. I can’t live without you.”

“Oh, Scar.” I reach up my arms, and he gently pulls me into a hug.

“Baby, I love you. I’ll always love you. And if you can forgive me for what happened with the sheriff, I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you.” His lips brush my temple, then trail down my jawline. I turn ever so slightly to meet his lips, and he claims me with a kiss so passionate that the damn alarms on the machines go nuts again.

When nurse Jasmine runs into the room and sees him kissing me, a huge grin spreads across her face. “So I guess he’s your fiancé after all.”

“Well, I haven’t officially asked her.” Scar grins. When he stands, his black t-shirt rides up, and I catch a glimpse of a bandage covering his upper arm.

“Are you hurt?” I ask.

“Do you need me to look at that?” Jasmine asks, moving closer to him. I want to growl at her to back off, but she’s controlling my pain meds, so I keep my mouth shut.

“I’m not hurt,” he assures us. “Can I have a few minutes alone with my woman?”

“Sure.” Jasmine gives me a look that says I’m a lucky woman. I agree.

As soon as she shuts the door, he pulls off his cut and shirt. Seeing all his tattoos on display takes my breath away, but the one I love the most is covered by a bandage.

“What happened to your sugar bear?” I ask.

“I added to it.”

“But it was already perfect.” I frown until he peels the bandage off. In the center of the bear’s belly, written in swirly script, is my name. “Oh, Scar!”

“I want you to know how much you mean to me. I love you, Julia. You’re my sugar bear. I can’t wait another minute to know if you’ll be mine or not. I’m not good at speeches and shit, but I thought maybe if you saw—”

“Yes! I’ll be your sugar bear forever!” I ignore the tug on my IV as I half-fall out of bed and into his arms.

“Babe, you’re going to rip something out.”

“I don’t care. I love you so much, and I want you to know something. I understand your need to go after Blackstone. I’ll support you as much as I can, but your brothers are right. It’s not all on you. So as long as you really, truly understand that, then I’m yours, and you’re mine.”

“Forever,” he whispers.

He lays me back on the bed before walking to the end of it. Then he gives me a wickedly sexy grin before disappearing under the sheets. His fingers brush the waistband on my hospital pants before he tugs them down. A slight breeze blows across my pussy, and I realize I don’t have any panties on.

“Scar, what are you—Oh God!”

His lips brush across my sex, and pure pleasure replaces any pain I might have been in. He claims me with his tongue and lips before sliding his fingers between my slick folds.

“The nurse will come in,” I gasp as the monitors beep wildly.

“Good, maybe she’ll shut that shit off,” he growls from between my thighs.

The nurse pops her head into the room, sees the lump under the sheets, and rolls her eyes. “I’ll turn them off for ten minutes. Then they’re going back on. Try not to rip out any stitches.”

My face flushes as she leaves the room. This has to be the most embarrassing moment of my life, at least until Scar finds my clit. Then I’m lost in sensation as I fall into pure ecstasy. He coaxes me higher and higher until there’s no way I can hold back another second.

I muffle my cries of pleasure with a pillow over my face. My entire body tenses and contracts as spasms wrack my body. He locks his lips onto my pussy and drinks my essence until I’m spent. I try to push his head away, but he chuckles and kisses me one last time before crawling up to lie next to me.

“They’resogoing to kick me out of this place,” I mutter.