The Bad Man Read Online Alexa Riley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Erotic, Forbidden, Insta-Love, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22280 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 111(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
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“I’m a nurse,” I quickly add before going with Dr. Rourk.

"I'm pretty sure one individual is deceased, and two others sustained injuries," the officer who told Dugger to let us pass informs us. My throat closes as I push past everyone to get into the room, not caring who I knock into.

My eyes lock on Jamison where he’s sitting on the floor with his hands cuffed behind his back. There’s a small gash over his eyes that’s bleeding, and I rush over and fall to my knees in front of him.

“Are you okay?” With my hands, I cup his face, careful not to touch the gash. Never in my life have I been so relieved.

“Yeah.” He smirks. “The cuffs are a bit snug.”

“What?” That's when I realize why his hands are behind his back. I glance around the room, taking in everything that surrounds me.

Dr. Rourk has his fingers on Dr. Crane’s throat while he checks for a pulse. He confirms his death with a shake of his head and then shifts his attention to another elderly man. His face is already starting to swell and is covered in blood. It takes me a moment to recognize him through the blood because I've only seen a few pictures of him online.

It’s Jamison’s father, Harvey. Alton is on the other side of the room talking to one of the officers. He looks unscathed.

“Everything is going to be okay.” Jamison speaks low so that I’m the only one that can hear him.

“Doc, can you check this one?” The officer nods to Jamison's father, who I think may be coming in and out of consciousness. Dr. Rourk simply stares down at him.

“He’ll make it,” Dr. Rourk says coldly and doesn’t make an attempt to go any closer to Harvey or examine the man. He takes his phone out of his pocket and makes a call, unfazed by the events around him. It's odd, but I guess that's par for the course.

“Got it.” Dr. Rourk ends his call. “Was the tip you got that Harvey Coy was the one you needed to come here for?”

"That one," he says, pointing to Jamison, "was beating the hell out of the bloody one. I’m still trying to figure out who the fuck is who.” The cop shakes his head. “Wait, how do you even know that, Doc?”

I was kind of wondering the same thing myself. Who could Dr. Rourk call to find out about an anonymous tip?

“That’s not your concern.” Dr. Rourk pauses. “Officer Benton, take the handcuffs off Jamison.”

Okay, so maybe there’s more to Dr. Rourk than we know.

“Now wait a—” The radio on Benton’s shoulder cuts him off. Dispatch comes over to tell him to release Jamison, and we all look at him.

The officer who was speaking with Alton comes over and nods to Jamison. “He confirms it, sir. It was Harvey Coy who attacked Dr. Crane and apparently his son.”

Harvey groans in protest, but no one pays him any attention.

“Uncuff him,” Dr. Rourk barks loudly, and surprisingly one of the officers rushes over to do it.

The second the cuffs are off Jamison, he’s pulling me into him. I bury my face in his neck, desperate to feel his skin.

“I love you,” he says as his hold on me tightens.

“I love you too.” I can’t control the sob of relief in my throat.

We hold each other tightly until we have no other choice but to let go. Everything else sort of happens in a blur. But eventually we’re taken out of the room when Dr. Rourk comes over and tells us we’re free to go. I swear it’s like I’m dreaming.

“Like back upstairs? Or out of here?” I sputter.

"I have the power to cut the red tape a bit quicker. Jamison isn’t under arrest, and I’m discharging him, effective immediately.”

“How?” Jamison asks while keeping me tucked in by his side.

“I won’t ask you questions about what really happened in there tonight if you won’t ask me any either.” Jamison gives him a nod in silent agreement. “I take it I won't be seeing you here tomorrow, Mia?”

“Nope,” Jamison answers for me. “Or ever again.”

Dr. Rourk is called away, and then it’s just the two of us standing there alone. Can this really be happening?

“Let’s get out of here.” I look up to stare up into Jamison’s eyes. “Then we can do lots of dirty things.” I wiggle my eyebrows at him, and he grins.

“Don’t let seeing me in those cuffs give you any ideas,” he says, and I burst into laughter.

I’m not sure what the hell happened tonight or where we are going from here. The only thing I care about is that Jamison is free. That is the one thing that matters most.

As for me, I’ll never be free. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.


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