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Fucking hell, she will be the death of me.
I catch her just before she can fall off the counter. It isn't the first time she's passed out from seeing too much blood. I should have known better than to put her on the counter, but I didn't feel like getting down on the floor to pull out the glass. By the way she was acting, you would have thought she got stabbed or something, but it was just a piece of glass.
Now that it is out and she is bandaged up, I move her over to the couch and lay her down. I need to clean up her blood and all the glass before she hurts herself again.
After cleaning up the mess, I go over to check on her and see that she's still out cold. Grabbing a blanket from the closet, I drape it over her and grab my phone, taking a seat on the couch next to her. The bleeding is no longer seeping through the bandage, so she'll be okay.
I dial Beck. On the fourth ring, he finally answers, sounding out of breath. "This better be fucking good."
“The shit wasn’t handled.”
"Fuck," he mutters before whispering something to whomever he’s with. "What are we doing about it?" I know that Beck will always have my back, even if we are in a war we cannot win. He would never let me go alone. For that, I'm thankful.
"I called the president and told him to deal with it. I paid him, but he didn't live up to the deal. He needs to fix this shit." I run my hand over her thigh as I watch her sleep.
“And if they don’t?”
“I’ll take him out myself.”
“Fuck, Jagger. You know this shit will just blow back on you. Be smart, man.”
“I don’t care. I’ll do anything to protect her, man. I love her.”
"Just be fucking smart about it.” He doesn't need to tell me that. I know not to let myself get caught.
Bresin stirs. I tell Beck I need to go and I'll keep him updated.
As the call disconnects, Bresin’s eyes open and land on me. She's even more beautiful with that just woke up look, and I love that she's mine.
"What happened?" she asks groggily.
I grab the aspirin bottle from the coffee table and pop the top, knocking a couple of tablets into my palm before handing them to her. I snatch the water from the table and open it before passing it to her, too.
“You cut your foot on some glass and passed out when I started cleaning it out.”
If she doesn’t remember overhearing my conversation with the president of the Draconic Crimson MC, I’m not going to tell her about it. I want her to go back to living her life without a care in the world. I want her life to go back to the way it was before Ridge started doing drugs again.
"God, that reminds me of eighth grade when you had to pull that piece of glass from my hand and I passed out." She almost looks embarrassed. I remember that day clearly. As adorable as it was for her to be creeped out by blood, I understood it. Some things creep me the fuck out, but I would never let her know that. Knowing her smart ass, she would do that shit just to fuck with me.
“Yeah, I remember that. Your brother was a pussy and refused to pull the glass out.”
She grins before nodding. “Totally.”
I lean over her body, pressing my face into her tits. She doesn't have a bra on, which does shit to me. I want nothing more than to strip her down and take her again, but I hold back. All we've done for the past few weeks is fuck. There used to be more to us, but ever since we became a thing, it's all we ever do. Believe me, I'm not complaining. I love having her ride my dick before we both crash out from coming so damn hard.
“You have class in an hour.” I press a kiss to her chest, making her groan.
“But I don’t want to go,” she whines.
"Don't care. You have an education to get. Your parents aren't paying that tuition just for you to stay here and get thoroughly fucked every day."
She grins. “How do you know? Maybe they thought that sex education was going to be the most important part of my curriculum.” She winks before pulling her body out from under mine, switching our positions so that I am now underneath her.
I buck my hips up. She’s barely able to catch herself to keep from falling over. "I'll let you get in all the extracurricular activity you want after class." She wrinkles her nose, accidentally hitting her foot on my knee. She winces in pain. "Come on. Let's get you showered and ready before you hurt yourself again."
She leans down and kisses me before pulling away and moving slowly off me. I know exactly what she is doing, but it's not going to work this time.
I slap her ass, causing her to yelp loudly. “Shower,” I murmur. She sticks her tongue out before making her way, limping, toward my bedroom.
