“Owe you what? A room full of people to kill?” Evie asked, her eyebrows furrowing.
“You know what? Yeah, I want exactly that. Consider it an early Christmas present.”
“It’s April,” Harper said, checking one of the bodies on the ground next to me to assure he wasn’t getting up.
“I saidearly.”
Rook looked around again. “You are not going to pass by the fact that you just told me you asked Evie tomarryyou.”
All eyes turned to us, and I smiled.
“Oh wow,” Regan laughed, holding Rook now. “I had money on Aiden getting his ass kicked, not getting a fiancée.”
“Oh, we haven’t settled that yet,” Evie teased. “Technically, I never answered.”
I met her gaze, forcing my lips to tip up through the pain. “You really gonna make me bleed out wondering?”
She rolled her eyes. “You are not bleeding out. Not yet, at least, but do you really want to do this with an audience?”
Rook threw up his hands, Regan leaning into him. “I hate this. I hate this so much.”
Evie grinned, pulling me toward the exit. “Come on. Let’s get you stitched up before you propose again.”
I grinned back, wincing as my ribs screamed in protest. “I’m making no promises.”
Hero, Mason, and Harper groaned. Rook muttered something about needing a drink before dealing with this again.
And Evie?
Evie only smiled.
And in that moment—bloodied, bruised, and half-conscious—I knew one thing for sure.
I’d follow her anywhere. Forever.
Chapter 46
Evie
Aiden smiled as he walked out of the hospital room and saw me.
My heart jumped, still not used to this all being out in the open.
He took three large steps toward me, his hand wrapping around the back of my neck as he pulled me in for a kiss.
“No flowers?” he asked.
“You’ve been in the hospital for a few hours. That does not mean you earned flowers.”
“But I got stabbed to save you.”
I wrapped an arm around his waist, leading him toward the exit.
“I feel like you think that’s going to impress me, but you are not the first guy that has been stabbed for me.”
“I know,” he groaned, leaning on me a little more. “Competition is fierce. Am I the first guy that has been stabbed for you but notbyyou?”
I thought it over. “No, actually, but I still appreciate the effort. And the saving me part. I really appreciate that. Also, how have we known each other so long and I haven’t stabbed you even once?”
