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I watch as she gets two bowls out of the cupboard and dishes ample portions into each bowl.
“Did you use my phone to call for help?” I ask her as she carries the bowls to the table.
Placing a bowl and spoon in front of me, she rolls her eyes.
“No, Grayson. I didn’t call anyone for help.”
Frowning, I pick up my spoon and scoop up some of the reddish liquid, bringing it before my lips to blow on it before having a taste.
Tomato soup.
Not too bad either.
When I glance back up, Zoe is watching me as she slowly tastes her own soup, and I shoot her a wink.
Her cheeks flush and she tries to bite back a smile, but she doesn’t do a very good fucking job at hiding it.
“How did you get the bullet out and patch me up if you didn’t call for help?” I ask, and like before, she rolls her eyes.
“Ever heard of the internet?” She teases. “You can search for just about anything these days.”
My eyes go fucking round.
“You mean to tell me that you patched me up from getting a crash course off the internet?”
She shrugs, swallowing another spoonful of soup.
“You’re alive, aren’t you? A thank you would be nice.”
“You’re right.” I grin. “Thank you, Princess.”
She shrugs like it was nothing.
“What I don’t understand is how you got me from here to my bed.”
Slowly, and sinisterly, a grin turns her lips up.
“What did you do?” I ask, dropping my spoon into my bowl.
Again, the little brat shrugs. “If you find any extra bruises anywhere on you, just ignore them.”
My brows shoot up in surprise, and I quickly survey my mostly naked skin.
There is, in fact, a number of bruises on my arms, body and legs.
“The one on your forehead was done by you just before when you nearly ripped your bedroom door off its hinges, so don’t even try to blame me for that.”
Narrowing my eyes, I can feel it now. The throb from where the door slammed into my forehead. It’s not the only pain on my head though. The back hurts, and when I shift to run my fingers through the hair at the back of my head, I feel a painful lump and frown.
“Oh yeah, that one was totally me.”
“Princess?” I ask in warning. “What did you do?”
She shrugs.
“What I had to, to get your chunky ass from here to your bed. You really should watch what you eat, Grayson. You’re not getting any younger.”
Biting back a smirk at her teasing, I rest my elbows on the table and lean closer.
