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"You didn’t think I was going to leave you that easily, did you?"
"You scared me!" I lower my mouth to his and kiss him again. He wraps his arms around me, hauls me closer, then gasps in pain.
"Sorry, sorry, you’re hurt." I try to pull away from him, but he doesn’t let go. "Massimo, you’re hurt."
"Fuck that." He digs his fingers in my hair and pulls me close, then fits his mouth to mine. He tilts his head, thrusts his tongue between my lips, and kisses me passionately. I inhale his scent, draw his smell into my lungs, and allow his taste to sink into my blood, as I kiss him right back.
I don’t hear the footsteps until they are almost on us. Massimo must hear it at the same time, for he pushes me to the side and raises his gun.
"We both know there are no bullets left in that," JJ drawls.
"What took you so long?" Massimo growls.
“Don’t you mean, I’m just in time? If it weren’t for me, you’d be dead.” JJ holds out his hand to help me up. “You owe me.”
* * *
An hour later, I glance toward the door of the examination room in the hospital. On the heels of JJ reaching us, an ambulance had drawn up. The paramedics had attended to Massimo right away. They had tried to take me aside to take care of my wounds, but I’d insisted on staying with Massimo.
He was hurt, but didn’t fully lose consciousness. He held my hand the whole time, refusing to let me go, much to the chagrin of the first responders. One of them tried to separate us, and he growled at them. JJ finally intervened and told them to keep us together.
The cops arrived soon after, and JJ stayed back to deal with them while the ambulance rushed us to hospital. En route, Massimo answered my unasked question and assured me JJ would take care of everything. I didn’t probe more, but I’m no fool. Given my own background with theCamorra, I know it means JJ has enough clout within the police force and the justice system to neutralize any consequences from what happened.
Once we reached the hospital, the doctors took Massimo away. When I protested, one of them explained they needed to take him into surgery right away to deal with the gunshot wound in his side. The full impact of what had happened finally sank in, and I confess, I almost fainted then. I allowed the nurses to take care of my wounds, but refused any painkillers. I wanted to stay awake for news on Massimo. The last I’d heard was that it was a minor surgery they’d had to perform on him, but he was okay and resting. They’d promised to send someone to take me to his room, which was on the floor above me, but so far, no one has arrived.
I slide off of the examination table. Except for the bump on my head from where I was hit by the butt of the gun, I haven’t suffered any injuries. The nurses insisted I strip and wear the hospital gown so they could examine me thoroughly. I pull the slit in the gown closed to make sure I don’t flash anyone by mistake, before I head to the door. I peek out and find there’s a man on guard outside.
"Who’re you?" I frown.
"Peter. I’m one of JJ’s team."
"Are you?" I frown.
"Massimo was clear that he wants you watched twenty-four-seven."
"Hmm, how do I know you are who you say you are?"
Peter smiles. "It’s good to be cautious." He pulls out his phone, dials a number, then hands it over to me.
"Who did you call?"
"Why don’t you talk to JJ? He’ll confirm what I told you."
Without taking my gaze off of him, I accept the phone.
"Hello?" JJ’s voice comes on the line.
"It’s Olivia," I reply.
"Ah, how are you feeling?" he asks.
"I’d feel a lot better if I could be with Massimo."
JJ chuckles. "Young love." A smile laces his tone.
"You’re not that old," I retort.
"Too old to fall in love," he insists.
