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“You’ve had us really,reallyworried.”
“Us?” I ask, my eyes following Christy as she moves around the room. She purposely avoids eye contact with me, but I can tell by the way she holds herself how intently she’s listening.
“Me, Leon, Konrad, Thirteen…Christy,” Nala says, giving me a smile that brightens her eyes.
“Is that so?”
“Yep.” Casting a quick look over her shoulder she scoots closer, whispering under her breath. “She’s barely left your side since you’ve been out cold.She’sbeen really worried about you.”
“She has?” I whisper back, something close to a smile pulling up my lip. I don’t think I’ve smiled in years, not like this, not because the thought of someone caring for me makes me feel good.
“Yes, applying ointments to your wounds that bitch inflicted.” This time her voice rises and it earns her a sharp intake of breath from Christy.
“Nala…” Christy warns, her shoulders tensing, afraid of my reaction.
“I won’t hurt her.” I say firmly, my hoarse voice sounding far more gruff than I’d intended. “She needn’t fear me.”
Nala grins, pressing her hand over my heart. “I’ve never feared you. I always knew the real you was in there, somewhere. It just took the right person to draw you out.”
Christy frowns, chewing on her lip. She doesn’t trust me, and for good reason. I’m not sure I entirely trust myself either.
“You’re different,” I say, changing the subject and cocking my head as I study Nala. Despite having lost Renard so recently, there’s a lightness about her that wasn’t there before.
“Are you sure it’s me that’s different?” she asks, studying me back, her nose wrinkling. “I mean you look like crap, there’s no getting away from that, but…” She grasps my hand, and I’m reminded of the way her little fist had wrapped around my finger as a baby. The flood of warmth I felt earlier flares inside my chest. She’s my blood, my family. The baby girl I’d saved from hypothermia sixteen years ago is mysister.
“But…?” I ask, swallowing back the lump of emotion in my throat.Fuck.
“Your eyes have changed. You always used to look like a caged animal either waiting to be beaten or ready to bite, and now…”
“And now?”
She squeezes my hand. “You don’t anymore.”
Christy coughs, interrupting with an apologetic smile. “I should go and get you something to eat. You must be hungry.”
Unable to help myself, I allow my gaze to trail over her body as she waits for me to answer. She’s wearing a long, chocolate brown jumper over black leggings, and thick socks. Nothing about what she’s wearing is particularly sexy, but the blush of her cheeks, and the deepening colour of her birthmark sends a rush of blood to my cock. With immense effort, I pull my knees up so Nala can’t see her big brother’s growing hard-on.
“Jakub?” Nala prompts, failing to hide her grin as she flicks her gaze between us. “Do you want something to eat?”
My stomach takes that exact moment to growl in agreement. “I do, but first I need to…” My voice trails off as I glance down at my dick. I need to do more than piss, but I don’t think I can stand on my own right now let alone temper my hard-on so that I can actually relieve my bladder. There’s no fucking way I’m struggling out of this bed with my baby sister looking on. Not given the physical state I’m in, and I’m not talking about my bruises and cuts.
“Are Leon and Konrad about?” I can just about tolerate them helping me.
Christy frowns. “How desperate are you?”
I wince. “Desperate.”
Nala pulls a face. “I’m not sure I want to see my brother piss himself,” she says, giggling.
“Fuck no. Get out!” I retort sharply. She continues to laugh at my expense. It’s both hugely irritating and kind of refreshing. Is this what having a younger sibling feels like? “Nala, go!”
“Okay, okay. Christy can help you,” Nala says with a mischievous look in her eyes as she backs towards the door. “It’s not as if she hasn’t seen your dick before.”
“Nala!” Christy’s cheeks flare with embarrassment.
“Hey, no judgement here. I always knew you two were made for each other.”
“I haven’t seen his dick,” Christy mutters.
