Page 106 of Time to Bounce

“I’m crazy in love with you, and I guess that makes me do dangerous things,” I grumbled.

She narrowed her eyes, then widened them as she lunged toward me. “Oh, God.”

I watched her swipe something off my shoulder, and then she was in my arms crying her eyes out.

I pulled her close into my chest and buried my face into her neck.

“You’re so stupid.” She sniffled after her crying went from full on sobs to quiet tears.

I didn’t bother denying it.

That might’ve been a little bit stupid.

Not to mention my stomach was now hurting where I’d gotten stitches earlier.

Hopefully I hadn’t popped any stitches.

That would be awful.

She shifted in my lap, her hands on either side of my face, and said, “Don’t ever do that again.”

I nodded. “I’ll try.”

She narrowed her eyes. “You will obey me in this.”

I snorted. “If you promise never to shut me out by sitting by the bees again, I’ll promise to never to purposefully put myself in danger like that again.”

She sighed, letting her hands drop from my face.

“This is stupid,” she grumbled.

My hands moved up the back of her tank, fingers grazing the very bare back that confirmed she wasn’t wearing a bra.

She melted further into my arms, her face now turned to press against my neck.

“I’m sorry for how I acted.” I sighed. “I can’t say I handled any of that well. When I turned the corner, on my way to come get you, and saw you there with Madman in front of you… I lost my mind. I wanted to kill that motherfucker. I would have, had I not been so worried about you being hurt.”

Speaking of being hurt…

“What happened to your hand?”

She looked down at the bright pink cast I’d been dying to find out about and scrunched up her nose. “Promise me you’ll never tell Maven what happened?”

“I guess,” I hedged.

She looked back toward me, her beautiful eyes focused solely on me, and said, “Maven broke it when she was in labor.”

I opened my mouth, then closed it.

“I thought that was a myth,” I admitted. “That it was only something people made up because they were trying to fib about how awful childbirth is.”

“Definitely not a myth,” she held up her casted hand. “You’ll make sure you won’t tell Maven or Auden that this happened, right?”

I tugged lightly on her ponytail, tilting her lips up to mine. “Yeah, I’ll lie. But I reserve the right to tell her if they get suspicious. If they let it go easily, and don’t ask many questions, then I’ll stay quiet.”

“Deal,” she said, then scrambled off my lap. “Your side?”

I grimaced.

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