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“I will kill the bastard,” Ben growled.
Angelina wrapped her legs around his waist before he could move away from her. She rubbed her hands on his stomach as his chest billowed in and out.
“You can kill him later. Go get in the shower. We are having bacon, eggs, and waffles for breakfast before you go. Don’t get your hopes up. The waffles are from the freezer. I will start food while you wash off wherever you have been. Jenna isn’t going to be happy if you show up filthy.”
“You are not listening to me, Shorty,” Ben sighed. “Leaving is not an option. I need you to be in my line of sight. You are going to the shower with me. I won’t make you get in as long as I can see you.”
Angelina opened her mouth, but Ben silenced her with a brush of his lips across hers.
“I will lose my mind if,” he trailed off with a groan when she glared at him. “Shit. I fucked up worse than I thought.”
“I already had a shower, and from the looks of you, you aren’t up for any shower acrobatics.” Angelina caved a little.
“That part missed you too, and he doesn’t have a mark on him.”
“Not happening.”
Ben didn’t have it in him to argue with her this morning. When you are tired and your body aches, you choose the simplest solution. He let out a pained rasp when he tossed Angelina over his shoulder. It was only one set of stairs. If it meant he could feel her and see her at the same time, he could make it further.
“Banger, I am not stitching you up again,” Rat gruffed from the couch with a washcloth over his nose. “I agreed to haul your ass here because you wouldn’t shut up about getting back to your girl. You should be in the med unit. A double tap to the chest is a big God damn deal, even with a vest on. Don’t make me drag your sorry ass back there.”
“You got shot?” Angelina cried, wiggling until Ben slid her off his shoulder onto the stairs.
“Better run, asshole,” Ben ground out between clenched teeth. “When I can move, I will beat your ass.”
“I got time.”
“Rat.”
“Why don’t you get yourself some coffee while Ben is in the shower? Put some ice on your face,” Angelina suggested. Taking Ben’s hand, she held it tight as he took the stairs one step at a time.
“Get in, and I will get you some clean clothes.”
“Not how this works.”
The corner of his lip twitched as she glared at him. She was tempted to poke his bruise, but she couldn’t find it within her to be that mean. He got shot twice. The only place he wanted to be was with her. Angelina had no idea what that said about their situation. It was all a jumbled mess. Ben was injured, and wherever he went had not been fun.
“Stay,” he commanded, plopping her on the counter between the sinks
“Woof, woof.”
“You make my dick hard, sassing me,” Ben grimaced as he kicked off his pants and opened the shower door.
“Lucky me,” Angelina sighed.
Chapter 21
Dishes were piled in the sink, and the coffee pot was empty. Two packs of bacon, a box of waffles, and a dozen eggs were devoured, along with three pots of coffee. A heavy silence filled the kitchen as they sat around the island. The weight seemed to multiply with each tick of the clock.
It was time. Angelina couldn’t wait any longer. Ben and Rat were holding a silent conversation. She wasn’t sure who was winning from the looks they were giving each other. Neither talked to her, but that was about to change.
“You know, it’s a good thing you came last night and not Friday night.”
Both sets of eyes snapped to hers.
“I spent the night with my boyfriends in town.”
“Boyfriends, like more than Banger?” Rat’s eyes blew wide as he looked at Angelina and then at Ben. “Does Quinn know his tiny angry kitten is getting all these dicks?”
