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It is impossible to miss the look of worry lingering in his eyes. This monstrous, alpha-hole of man is scared – scared over me.
“Less talking,” Renzo’s voice sterner, as he gingerly presses the bag of ice against my face.
Wincing as I pull back, Renzo does not remove it from my face. Instead, he ensures that it stays flush against my swollen eye.
“You can take it,” his voice sarcastically sultry as the corner of his mouth ticks upward.
Wrapping my hand over top of his, I help hold the ice to my face before replying, “Fucking asshole.”
“Your fucking asshole,” he climbs over me and lays on the bed. Still holding the ice to my face, he slowly pulls my body backwards until I am flush against him – my back to his front.
A small groan rises from my chest when I feel his warmth radiating through the blankets.
“Did I hurt you?”
“No, Renzo…,” my words becoming sluggish as sleep slowly starts to take over again, “it just feels good to be here with you.”
“I’m going to need you to get some restpiccola pesca. Doctor’s orders.”
“Always…so…bossy!”
“Doc said no strenuous activity until your concussion heals,” his arms tighten around me, “and I need you to get better.”
“Because you’re worried about me,” my voice extremely coy.
“Yes,” Renzo responds, “and because what I have planned to welcome you back home is definitely going to be strenuous.”
His growing cock rubs against my ass.
“Now listen for once,” he growls into my ear while pulling the ice from my face, “and get some fucking sleep.”
“Fine,” I shift getting comfortable both on my pillow and in his embrace, “but definitely don’t get used to it.”
The sun is barely shining through the curtains as I begin to wake up. While my head still feels heavy and my thoughts are slow, the constant thumping I went to sleep with has passed.
Slowly stretching, my arm feels behind me for Renzo, but he isn’t there. Rolling over, I find myself alone in the bed. I open my mouth to call out for him…
“I’m right here, Ava,” he steps from the bathroom. Beads of water drip from his wet hair, rolling down his chiseled body until they are absorbed by the towel slung low around his waist.
“I didn’t want to wake you, but I need to go check on Carlo and Marco.”
“Are they okay,” the words come out as fast as I scramble to sit up. A movement I quickly regret as the room begins to spin.
“Careful,” Renzo reaches out to me, “Carlo is perfectly fine.”
Relief washes over me, until I realize what he didn’t say, “And Marco?”
“Doc pulled four bullets out of him last night,” Renzo’s words are cut short by my gasp, “but he made it through the night and Doc had said that would be the worst of it.”
“I want to go see him,” I slowly find my footing as I stand from the bed.
“No,” Renzo walks towards me, “You need to get your sweet ass back in that bed.”
“You can either help me go see him,” I take a step towards the door, “or I can do it myself.”
“For fuck’s sake, woman,” Renzo huffs, “Are you ever going to listen?”
“Probably not,” my shoulders raise as I smirk.
