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19
Model With Me And Race Against The Coven
~WILLOW~
“There you are.”
I paused in squeezing the cloth to look at the door and see Saint.
“Saint?” I inquired in surprise. “How did you know I was here?”
“Viktor was feeling a bit tired so I told him I’d stick with you for the night,” Saint revealed as he walked into the room and closed the door quietly behind him. His softened blue eyes glanced over to the hospital bed before they returned to me. “Shouldn’t you be the one resting and not looking after another?”
“Probably.” I shrugged. “I’d been enjoying the perfect nap before Onyx and Loki got into a fight about which side they could sit upon. It got loud and well…they’re on time out.”
“Who put them on time out?” he inquired but from the slight smirk at the corner of his lip, I felt he already knew.
“Surprisingly enough, Jayce. He wasn’t very happy about my sleep time being interrupted. Also, a certain birdy told me Jayce looks like the Ghost Rider when he’s mad. Is that legit?”
Saint chuckled. “Neo could have just told you straight up rather than tell you like it’s some ancient legend.”
“How’d you know it was Neo?”
“Dimitris wouldn’t tell you when you haven’t gotten enough rest. Onyx and Loki would simply argue and never get to the point. Milo is blunt, but he wouldn’t reveal such details since he’s not used to our dynamic just yet. And Viktor doesn’t give his two cents. Neo is the only one who enjoys telling you various details so you’ll fall asleep faster.”
“To be honest, it works pretty well,” I admitted and reached out to lift the large hand and began to wipe it down with the warm cloth.
“I wonder if he can tell that you’re taking care of him,” Saint muttered, and I paused to look at him with a comforting smile.
“Even if Papa Dearest knew shit, he ain’t saying anything,” I reasoned. “I mean, he knew all this while I was an outcast needing to reach this goal of awakening so I could become accepted as the daughter of royalty, and yet he had to act like an evil villain who hated his daughter because he wanted a boy.”
“He had the world fooled,” Saint whispered. “I don’t have the ability to do such.”
“Me neither,” I admitted.
“Did you give him a trim?” Saint inquired.
“Did I do a bad job?” I countered with a sheepish look. “I felt like they’re not really doing much to keep him on point. I haven’t passed by since I found out that he was in coma…but now I kind of regret it because they’re not taking care of him like he’s an important being in this society.”
“Funny how we’re so important when we’re in the spotlight where the world can criticize us whenever they like,” Saint quietly commented. “But at the end of the day, we’re all fragile beings, and once we fall into the care of others, we begin to realize just how vulnerable we are in this cruel world.”
He walked over to my side and laid a kiss on my temple.
“Here. Let me do it. Go rest on the sofa there.”
“But…”
“Did you give him a sponge bath or anything?”
“Not yet.”
“Then sit,” he encouraged. “Leave it to me, Blossoming Flower.”
I wanted to be stubborn because it wasn’t his responsibility to do any of this, but I decided I’d stop him after he worked on the beard Roberto was growing by being unconscious for so long. It made sense with how fast wolf shifter’s body hair grew in short periods of time, but it only further annoyed me that those being paid weren’t doing their proper job.
Deciding to follow Saint’s orders, I walked to the sofa that was against the wall and relaxed against the cushions. It wasn’t too soft or anything, but my body sighed in relief at being able to rest for a hot minute.
Saint was right. I shouldn’t have been up and taking care of others, but after I’d fallen asleep in Neo’s arms, I’d woken up an hour later. I knew everyone was doing something to help put us ahead of the game after today’s fiasco and further planning for the approaching changes that would happen after the Christmas holidays.
