Wayward Temptation (Wayward Saints MC Book 6) (24 page)

After sitting in the waiting room for twenty minutes, a couple of cops take the seats next to me. Wiping my nose on my wrist, I look up
,
and try not to say anything rude to these idiots.
 

“Mrs. Davoli, is it okay to ask you some questions?” the man on my right asks.
 

Just hearing the name Mrs. Davoli brings tears to my eyes. I never even knew his last name. Closing my eyes, I let the pain distract me. “Yes
,
” I finally whisper
,
after a few minutes of silence.
 

“What happened tonight?”
 

My lips tremble
,
and the other cop pulls out a pad of paper
,
and starts to get ready to take notes. “We went on a ride. I had to pee
,
so we stopped at the parking lot and…” I trail off. Taking a deep breath, I try to regain my composure. The tears are falling faster
,
and I want the pain in my chest to leave.
 

“What happened next?” he urges me to continue, but when I look up at him, I break down and cry even more. Before I can tell him more, Raef’s father
,
and a few of the others come in the room.
 

“Sailor
,
” Pulling myself up and out of my chair, I all but run into his father’s arms. He wraps his arms around me
,
and lets me cry. He doesn’t care that I am probably snotting all over his shirt right now. He just holds me
,
like Raef was earlier today.
 

“Mrs. Davoli?” the cop asks again.
 

I look up at Cason
,
and he nods his head. Looking over my shoulder, I finish telling them what happened. “Some guy pulled into the parking lot
,
and he threatened to kill me if Raef didn’t do as he said. He got closer
,
and when Raef distracted him, I was pulled behind him. They struggled for the gun
,
and I fell to the ground. Before I knew what was happening, there were gunshots everywhere
,
and when he was running back towards me…” I trail off again
,
and bury my face. Cason’s hand rubs my back a little
,
and one of the Raef’s brothers comes up
,
and asks the cop something.
 

“When can we see him?” his voice chokes
,
and I know that this must be just as hard
,
if not harder on them
,
than it is on me.
 

“You would have to ask a doctor. Are you all family?” the cop raises an eyebrow at him, but doesn’t say anything.
 

“That’s our little fucking brother in there. Why don’t you go do your fucking job and find out who the fuck killed him?” he spits. I turn to look at him
,
and he’s staring at the cop
,
just waiting for him to say something. He looks ready to kill
,
and I can’t help but think that this is all my fault.
 

“My daughter-in-law would like to say good bye. If you have any more questions, you can contact my attorney
,
and schedule something
,
” Cason says. He passes me to someone else
,
and it’s the same one that was protecting me right before I got hit by a ricocheted bullet.
 

“Why would she need a lawyer?” the other cop finally asks.
 

“Because I already know that you’re thinking that we are to blame for this. Yeah, we have enemies but to shoot my son and my daughter-in-law in broad daylight is not how we work. You want to speak to her again, call my lawyer
,
” Cason moves around the cops
,
and walks out of the room
,
towards the first nurse he sees.
 

Both cops tell me that they are sorry for my loss
,
and make their way out of the waiting room. All the guys are staring daggers at them
,
and when they look back, I think they get spooked.
 

Turning to the one that protected me, I try to get words out, but I can’t. Instead he pulls me into his arms
,
and hugs me.
 
“I’m so fucking sorry
,
” he murmurs in my ear. Closing my eyes, the tears start to fall again.
 

“It’s my fault
,
” I whisper. “I should be the one who’s sorry.” He holds me away from him at arms distance.
 

“No. Raef would have done anything for you. Don’t blame yourself. He wanted you free
,
and now baby girl, you are. Don’t let his death be in vain
,
” he wipes the tears from under my eyes
,
and hands land on my shoulder.
 

“Come on guys. Let’s go see our brother.” The somber expressions on everyone’s faces make me suck in a breath. He really is gone. I was hoping that when we made our way into the room, he would be sitting there smiling at me like he was last night.
 

Biting my lip, I try to stand my ground when they start to make their way to the room, but Cason doesn’t let me. He lets the men file out of the room, but he doesn’t force me to move. “I can’t see him like that
,
” I mumble.

He grabs my hand
,
and squeezes it. “He wanted me to protect you Sailor. I never expected that stubborn as fuck kid of mine to find someone like you, but I’m so fucking glad that he got to experience that one of a kind type of love. He loved you
,
and would die for you. Don’t forget that. He wanted to make sure that you were protected now
,
and for the rest of your life. You can stick around Vegas with us
,
or you can be free. If you come to Vegas with us, at least you know that you’ll be surrounded by family. You will get to be loved by the men and women who loved my son
,
just like I know he loved you.”
 

Wiping the tears from my eyes, he motions for me to follow the others. When we get to the room, Cason opens the door for me
,
and ushers me inside. He doesn’t stay, but he squeezes my hand
,
and tells me that they will just be on the other side of the door if I need anything. I try to get him to go first, but he just closes his eyes
,
and shakes his head. “I can’t say goodbye to him yet. I want to go last.” My lips tremble, and I nod my head in understanding. A tear falls down his cheek
,
and he makes his way back out of the room.
 

Turning towards the bed, I see all the wires and stuff that they had him hooked to. His eyes are closed
,
and as much as I want to turn around and walk right back out the door, I can’t. I don’t want to say goodbye to him, but I know that I have to. If I don’t do it now, I’ll regret it for the rest of my life.
 

Walking over to the bed, I put my hand on his face
,
and I feel how cold he is already. The tears stream down my face
,
just knowing that I never get to have another sweet kiss from him. I never get to see the bright smile that he gave me hours before his death.
 

I will him to open his eyes, but he never does. My heart feels like it’s breaking all over again. Pulling the chair closer to the bed, I sit and cry. My hand is in his bigger one
,
and I can’t help but beg God to bring him back to me. I can’t do this without him.
 

“I hate you for leaving me
,
” I whisper hoarsely. “I don’t really mean that, or maybe I do. I don’t know
,
” I whisper, wiping the tears off my cheek. “We had so much more life left to live together and now…” I trail off
,
and look at the door to the room. I know they are waiting, and I don’t want to take too much time away from his brothers and father. “I love you more than anything else in this world
,
and I hate that I never get to see your face smiling down at mine. You’ve given me more in the last few months than anyone else ever has. You were the second part of my soul
,
and I’m not sure how I’m going to pick up the shattered pieces of my heart and carry on.”
 

I sniff and wipe at my nose again, but it’s no use. No matter what I do, I can’t stop the tears. “Your dad told me I can go back to Vegas with them, but I don’t think I can. It will be too painful to see your life
,
before you met me. It will probably just be too painful to meet everyone who loved you more than life itself. I wish you were here with me right now.” Shaking my head, I can’t help but laugh dryly. He’s here with me, but only his body.
 

“I love you Raef. I’ll never forget you
,
and what you sacrificed for me.” Standing up, I place a soft kiss to his forehead
,
and take one last look at him
,
before making my way to the door.
 

Chapter Thirty

One Week Later

Last night I got a call from Cason
,
and hearing his voice brought me right back to Sacramento
,
and the night in the hospital. I haven’t seen or spoken with any of the Wayward Saints
,
or even my brother for that matter
,
since I left the hospital. It was too painful to see the tears on all of their faces
,
as they said goodbye to their brother and son.
 

Looking around the room, I can’t help but think that maybe I’m making a mistake. I couldn’t bring myself to go to the funeral. Cason left me several messages since they got back to Vegas
.
I finally broke down
,
and answered the phone last night.
 

He asked me to come to the clubhouse to meet the rest of the family
,
and I just couldn’t say no to him. So now I’m sitting in an airport staring at the wall, remembering the last night I spent in Raef’s arms. My heart still fucking hurts every time I think about him. I haven’t really eaten or slept since he died
,
and I’m sure that it’s not going to change just because I’m going to Las Vegas to meet them.
 

Maybe I can have one of the guys take me to see his grave. I should have made the trip to his funeral, but I couldn’t even get myself out of bed.
 

When my section is called, I grab my bag
,
and make my way to the line. The flight is over before I know it
,
and I’m getting off at McCarran Airport. My phone beeps with an incoming call
,
and I hit the answer button. “Hey sweet girl. You landed?” Cason asks.
 

“Yeah. Just getting through the doors. I should be out in a few minutes
,
.” I start to make the trek to the outside of the airport
,
and I feel myself choke up a bit.
 

“We are waiting outside of your terminal. We are at B sixteen.” I tell him that I’ll be there as soon as I can
,
and he tells me to take my time. Hanging up, I walk by the shops
,
and I swear I see someone who looks just like Raef. Looking around, I don’t see him again
,
so I keep making my way to the exit.
 

When I finally see the area that he told me that he would meet me, I walk through the doors
,
and see ten bikes and men. A small smile breaks over my features
,
and part of me is happy to actually see these men. There are a few woman standing next to a few of them
,
and I can’t help but think that they are probably the ole’ ladies that Raef was telling me about.
 

We spent hours one night talking about his brothers and their ole’ ladies. He told me how much he loved the girls
,
just like he loved his brothers. He didn’t like the idea of being tied down to one woman, but he respected all of their relationships.