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“Fine,” Dom said. He walked towards the bathroom where Giovanna had dropped off my medical supplies.
When he walked back, he was carrying a box of gauze. “Are you sure that you don’t want me to be back in my own room?” I asked. “I can’t imagine that this is great for your sleep.”
Dom ignored me as he gently pulled the gauze away from my abdomen. I hissed as the tape came away from my skin.
“I’m going to have to clean this,” he said.
I nodded. I didn’t like looking at my stomach. It was vain, but I knew that the skin was going to be scarred and damaged from my wounds. What had once been smooth, flawless skin, was now angry and red. I hated that I even thought about stupid things like scars considering that I nearly died, but it was especially bad with Dom kneeling between my legs.
“You are good at this,” I said, in an attempt to break up some of the tension that had descended between the two of us.
Dom snorted. He gingerly pressed a cotton bolt to my wound. I hissed slightly as the cold liquid seeped into my wound. “Sorry,” Dom said. He immediately pursed his lips and blew on my skin in an effort to try and ease some of the stinging. I tried to remain still at the intimate actions, but I couldn’t stop the blush from spreading on my face as I realized that I was only in my underwear.
“There,” Dom said, “his voice husky. All fixed.”
Dom’s eyes were dark with lust, and I knew that if I wasn’t recovering, he would have had me on my back with his cock inside me in seconds. Embarrassingly, I would have welcomed the action. Despite my pain, I could feel myself starting to drip in desire for him.
“Don’t,” he whispered, his voice husky.
“Don’t what?” I licked my lips.
Dom groaned and got to his feet, much to my disappointment.
“Look at me like that.”
I wanted to ask him how I was looking, but I didn’t. I knew that my face was probably showing the desire that I had for him. Plus, I could feel my cheeks heating even further as he called me out on the obvious desire that I had for him.
I went to grab my shirt, but Dom’s hand reached out from across the bed and stopped me. “Leave it off,” he said.
I gulped, and for a moment, I wondered if I should put the shirt on as a barrier between us. We’d only had sex a handful of times, but my body remembered. And whatever my feelings were about Dom, my body craved him.
“Don’t worry,” he said. He was slipping back down into the sheets. “I’m not going to do anything. But you should let the wound breathe.”
I left the shirt on the bed as I did my best to get back into bed.
My eyes were heavy, but I felt a tension in my body that I couldn’t release.
I expected that Dom was going to roll over and go back to sleep. I wouldn’t blame him considering that it was the middle of the night, and I’m sure that he was exhausted.
But he didn’t. He came closer to me and wrapped one of his arms around the back of my head, tangling his fingers in my hair. The gesture was incredibly intimate, and for a brief moment, I closed my eyes and imagined that we were a normal married couple.
“You need to get some rest,” Dom told me. He pressed a kiss to the edge of my forehead, and I felt myself melting slightly at the gesture.
“Can I ask you something?”
“I should say no since you need your rest,” Dom told me. “But I guess.”
I rolled my eyes at his much suffering tone. If he was annoyed now, I couldn’t imagine how he would feel when I asked him the question that had been plaguing me. “Who do you think tried to kill me?”
Dom immediately stiffened, and the hand that had been in my hair stiffened.
I regretted the question instantly, but I couldn't stop it. The uncertainty of everything plagued me. I was fairly certain that my own family had been the ones to pull the trigger, but I had been wondering what Dom thought. We hadn’t talked about it at all.
“Why?” he asked.
“Why would I want to know who tried to kill me? Are you serious?”
Dom released a heavy breath and removed his body from mine. I immediately missed his presence, and I started regretting even bringing things up. I had enjoyed the peace and tranquility that had grown between the two of us over the past few weeks, and I worried that by digging, I might ruin that.
