Chapter 15

“So, what were you planning to do, Dog Man?”

For a breath or two, Mike lay as if stunned. “I—I—I don’t know, really. You just looked so different, lying here asleep. I saw the cage pads and almost laughed, but then I realized it was a good, practical solution. You had to be tired, but still, you fed the dogs. That surprised me. All at once, the bad biker didn’t feel dangerous anymore.”

“Why not? As for the dogs, they were hungry. I knew you normally got up early to take care of them. You wouldn’t be sleeping if you didn’t need to. It helps the body heal. I wasn’t going to leave until you woke up, though, so I figured I could grab a nap.”

Mike still didn’t move, at least not much. Finally, Adam decided maybe the other man couldn’t. Had he hurt his bruised ribs again? Some other unknown wound or injury? Shit. For a breath there, I forgot about him being beat to hell. Prob’ly made it all feel worse. Think first next time, ya dumb Indian…