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Sweet pain sparked through me.
“You look like shit,” I told him, my hand on his chest, tracing the bandage on his stomach.
“Mmh. You don’t.” He slid my hand down to his hardening dick.
“Young man. You are not allowed to have sex for several weeks,” a nurse said as she strode into the room.
I snorted at the distress on Cain’s face.
“I don’t think I remember the doctor saying that,” he said smoothly.
She hummed as she checked all the tubes attached to him. “That’s because you were unconscious with a stab wound in your gut,” she said sweetly.
“Touché,” I mouthed to Cain behind her back.
She checked him for several more minutes before typing something into the computer and leaving the room.
“No sex,” she yelled behind her.
“You’re annoying,” Cain yelled back. Her laughter followed her down the hallway.
“Come here,” he said in a soft, persuasive voice, patting the space next to him like Stellan had the night before.
I eyed the bed doubtfully. There was no way I could get in there without yanking one of those tubes out.
“Not happening,” I said, settling into the chair next to the bed. “It’s been like a day since you almost died. Those tubes are staying in.”
I ended up in the bed, curled against him, his hands stroking through my hair.
“I’ll kill you if you ever do that again,” I whispered to him, as a tear slid onto his bare chest that I was lying against.
“Don’t try and leave me then, ever again. You’re mine. You forgot that.”
I remembered Stellan’s reassurances last night.
“I am yours,” I murmured, pressing a kiss against his smooth skin. “And you’re mine.”
“The rest of the world can burn,” he said drowsily as the pain medicine kicked in and he fell into a deep sleep.
I stayed awake, watching over him. Not because I was scared something would happen, but because for the first time in what felt like forever, I didn’t have to fear the future.
I could just enjoy the now.
26
AURORA
Healing was a slow process. And today was just another step in my journey.
My mom was waiting in the next room, finally out of the hospital after her recovery from the Demon’s tactics.
It had been several weeks since everyone had gotten out.
And life was…good.
More than good.
It was normalizing. No serial killer or mobster fathers trying to kill us. Cain had somehow made any police interest in us disappear with his vast array of resources.
