There was time to fix all that later, right then I was losing too much blood and fighting to stay conscious.
Breathing heavily, I heard her gasp, and I acknowledged the sound, forcing my eyes to meet hers the second she noticed me inside her domain.
“What—Who are you?”
Fuck me.
Her voice was so damn sexy, husky, and deep.
Little bolts of awareness sizzled through me as I took in her full cover panties and tiny top beneath her fluffy pink robe.
“Ono,” I said, like now was the time for fucking introductions.
I bit back my groan as pain throbbed through me, not willing to startle her after having already broken into her home.
“Oh, no?” she asked.
I wanted to grin and would have if not for the agony in my shoulder. It was a common mistake people made.
“No. My name is Ono. Can you keep a secret, Doc?” I asked, my eyes moving down her hot as fuck body before I dragged them back to her deep brown gaze.
“Good.”
Then, like the asshole I was, I face planted on her floor.
Chapter 4-Shelly
I paced up and down the hallway, unable to rest, knowing the enormous stranger was conked out in my bed after I’d performed emergency surgery on him right on my fucking floor.
Shit.
Damn.
I clutched a hand over my heart and tried to slow the erratic pounding of said organ, but it was no good.
Neither was trying to lie to myself that his being a stranger was why I was so worked up.
Besides, I recognized him vaguely.
He was one of Sammy’s or Junior’s friends. I just couldn’t remember being introduced, and I knew I would have remembered him if not for his unusual name alone.
Ono.
What the hell kind of name was that?
He’d been shot. That I knew.
But by who?
And why?
And were they looking for him now?
My chest felt tight, and I could hardly breathe. All my previous aches and pains from the virus I thought I had fled under my present duress.
I was panicking. But that was to be expected.
Anyway, I was sure I’d seen him before at one of the countless parties or bars I’d attended with the Volkov Clan.