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“You’re alive.”I reach forward, pulling him into my arms.
He groans. “Easy there. I was shot.”
“Oh my God.” I drop my hands away from his body, and he winces again.“Someone come here!”
A few of Gideon’s guys come in and haul him to his feet. “We need to get that looked at, boss.”
“I’m fine. Take me home.”
“We need to take you to the hospital,” I argue.
He stops moving and studies me before motioning around. “Look around. How am I supposed to explain how I got shot?”
I bite my lip, and he leans up to kiss me. He groans in pain. The sound of his agony makes me cry.“Call Harris,” he says to his men. Then he turns to me, a cocky smile forming. “Oh, and firefly?”
“Yes?”
“I love you, too.”
57
SASHA
“Why are you so antsy?”Gideon’s voice pulls me from my thoughts. I follow his line of sight and see that he’s looking at my leg. It’s bouncing up and down.
“I’m nervous,” I admit on a sigh.
His eyebrow lifts in question. “Why?”
I don’t know how to explain the ball of nerves that has taken root in my stomach. “Well, I don’t know. It’s just…” Biting down on my lower lip, I shrug.
“Firefly. There’s nothing to be nervous about.”
I roll my eyes at him. “Easy for you to say. This is my first time in the Cayman Islands. And it’s certainly my first time at a shady bank to retrieve shadyRussianmob money.”
It’s been two weeks since my uncle took me hostage.
Two weeks since I killed him.
After everything went down, Gideon took me home and was there for me. Tended to my every need. Forced me to eat when I struggled to get out of bed. Bathed me on more than one occasion.
The stain on my soul might never go away from the violence I’ve seen.
Been a part of.
With Gideon’s help holding the burden, I get lighter every day.
Flying to the Cayman Islands was put off until I was ready, but even after the time that has passed, I’m still not prepared to face this alone.
“Well, when you put it that way.” His hands reach across the space and takes mine in his. “What can I do?”
My head shakes back and forth as I continue to grapple with a lack of words. The bouncing and fidgeting get worse, and Gideon narrows his eyes on my leg.
“I just can’t sit still.”
He offers a small smile that works to calm me some. “Well, that I can help you with.”
I twist my body to face him. “Yeah, what can you do, big guy?”
