“We need to talk,” he adds.
I shake my head.
“Not now, Hunter.”
His eyes hold mine for a long moment before he finally takes a step back.
“I’ll give you a chance to get comfortable. Take a shower. Get some sleep.”
He leaves without another word, and the door closes behind him.
Before I can process any of it, however, he’s back, carrying my bag and a bottle of pills.
He sets them down before placing two tablets beside the glass and filling it with water.
“I’ve asked the cook to prepare something for you. It should be here shortly. Eat, then take your medication.”
He turns and heads for the door, but just as his hand closes around the handle, he glances back at me.
He doesn’t say anything. He just looks at me with that same intense expression.
For a moment, I think he’s going to say something.
Instead, his jaw clenches.
Then he turns and leaves.
Almost as if it physically pains him to do so.
To leave, I mean.
Chapter 47
Hunter
I look down at my phone, at the surveillance feeds from the cameras I have throughout the house.
Even in my bedroom.
I know what some might say.
I don’t give a bloody fuck.
I watch as she sleeps.
When I left the house, it felt as if my own body fought me every step of the way. Since she was injured, this is the first time I’ve left her side, and fuck, I have no desire to ever do so again.
Toxic?
No shits to give.
I need eyes on her at all times. To know she’s safe. So while we were at the hospital, I had Harry install a camera in the master bedroom too.
She took a shower, ate, took her medication, and now she’s asleep.
So peaceful that every part of me aches to be there with her.
But now that she’s safe in my house, it’s finally time to pay him a visit.
