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“I’m fine,” I tell him. “Just need some rest.”
The doctor clearly doesn’t take orders from me and steps closer. He gently runs his hand along my head, then my face before moving to the rest of my body. He presses on my ribs, and I flinch at his touch. He pauses, looks at me, and does it again. The tears that threaten to fall thankfully stay put, but I know my eyes are glassy.
“Fractured ribs, possible concussion. It’s best you’re supervised. And… get plenty of rest. Put ice on your ribs, and you should be good. Take these…” He hands me some pills and looks me in the eyes. “One every night. They will assist with the pain and help you sleep.” Then, just like that, he nods to Keir before he leaves.
“I’ll stay,” Lucas finally speaks.
“It’s settled,” Keir says.
I go to open my mouth, but Keir turns to Lucas. “If I so much as hear her screaming or know you hurt her in my house, I will kill you. Then I will kill your mother for pissing me off.”
Lucas nods once before Kier walks off, leaving us standing in a staring competition, yet again.
“I don’t want you anywhere near me,” I say through gritted teeth.
“Which bedroom?” he asks, looking over my shoulder.
“Top one on the left,” Sailor’s voice rings out from behind me.
“Ladies first.”
I turn to find Sailor, who has a sad look on her face as she hands me a glass of water. “For your pills” I take the glass, then swallow the pill. “I’ll come to check on you soon.”
“I won’t kill her, Sailor,” Lucas grumbles.
“Can never be too careful with a Rossi man,” Sailor replies, winking.
I don’t say another word, instead opting for the stairs to the room I’ve been allocated, with Lucas following close behind.
Chapter Seven
Lucas
All Chanel has on is a baggy shirt and underwear. I’m sure it’s considered a dress, but it reminds me of a baggy shirt. I watch, not ashamed to do so, as she takes each step.
“Stop staring at my ass,” she bites out as she reaches the top and turns around to look at me with a glare that would wake the dead.
“Why?”
“Because you lost your right to look when you gave me to your father without a second damn thought.”
“I had a deal with him. What did you expect me to do?” I tell her honestly. Part of me wants to bend her over my knee and spank her. The other wonders if it would be smart to kill her now and save myself some of the misery to come.
I could do it fast.
No one would know.
I could make it look like an accident.
Again, no one would know.
Though the thought of killing her sits weird in my gut, and I’m not sure I like the feeling.
And that would mean lying to Keir again, which I do not want to do. He already wants to kill me for lying, and he still very well may just do that.
“Can you hear yourself? The words that just left your mouth?” She huffs, then shakes her head, opening the bedroom door and walking through the opening. She looks around and points to the single seat over in the corner. “That’s where you will be sleeping.”
“No. I much prefer the bed.”
