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“If he’s the rock, what am I?” Bower pipes up behind Kingsley, making me smile.
“You’re our light.”
Weston's hand tightens on me, as if he’s silently asking the same question. “Weston, you’re our strength, our protector.”
“And what are you?” Bower asks.
“She’s our heart,” Kingsley answers instantly, before he leans forward and presses his lips to mine. My skin heats with awareness the second he touches me, and my body tingles with anticipation.
My heart feels lighter, finally connected to Kingsley and no longer wondering how he feels. Not wanting to waste another second without saying the words, I lift my head and whisper, “I love you, Kingsley.”
His eyes widen for a second before a big smile covers his face, turning him from handsome to breathtaking. “I love you, too, Darla.”
He kisses me, firmer this time, and I rub my legs together with need. Weston groans from behind me. “Baby, you heard Bower, no getting frisky while you’re recovering.”
Kingsley pulls back, then grabs my hand and holds it against his chest. He smiles at me as he whispers, “Goodnight, Darla.”
“Goodnight Kingsley. Night Bower, night Weston.”
“Sweet dreams, Tink.”
“Night… again,” Weston grumbles from behind me, making me chuckle. And this time when I close my eyes, it doesn’t take me long to fall asleep in the arms of the men that I love… and who love me in return.
Chapter fifteen
Bower
As I shove another mouthful of the delicious eggs in my mouth, I can’t stop staring at Zee… Darla. I’m trying to stop thinking of her as Zee, but it’s hard. I think she’ll always be my Xena, my warrior princess.
She looks absolutely adorable lying on the couch, in the summer dress Reece got for her. It’s pink with darker flowers all over it. She looks gorgeous, but it’s strange to see her in anything other than her Jane of the jungle outfit or King’s AC/DC shirt.
Reece took it upon himself to declare she can’t sit at the table and should be laying down as much as possible. So we set her up in a reclined position on the couch. I watch as King helps to feed her eggs and some cut-up fruit. Luckily, she’s taking to it a bit better than she did last night. Of course, she was eating a lot of fruit on the island, so it’s probably easier than other foods.
“Anything you want to do today?” King asks her as I finish my plate and put it in the sink, where I was very sternly told by Arnold to place it. Apparently, we were terrible at doing the dishes, so he declared himself the dish master. I wasn’t going to argue with the man.
“I thought I had to stay laying here?” she asks in confusion.
“Yeah, but it doesn't mean you have to be bored,” I tell her as I lift her feet and sit down, placing them in my lap. “You forget, we have technology now!” I say with a grin. “What was on the list of yours? The one with things you wanted to do when you got off the island?”
Her eyebrows raise in recognition then she smiles, turning to face the big TV. “That. I want to watch TV.”
“Are you done eating?” King asks, and she nods. He moves the food away and I lean forward, grabbing the TV remote and flicking it on.
Straight away I can see it’s the news, but they are speaking Malagasy and there’s no subtitles. I click up to the next channel, but West barks out, “Wait! Go back!”
I flip back, unsure what he wanted to see. A female reporter is speaking animatedly, and my eyes move to the background.
“Hey, isn’t that the hospital we were at?” I ask, recognizing the outside.
Nobody answers me, and we all watch in silence. Suddenly, the image changes to what looks like a video taken with a smartphone.
The first thing I recognize is West, and he’s carrying Zee. My eyes widen as I realize it’s footage of the five of us leaving the hospital last night.
“Why would that be on the news?” Zee asks, turning to Reece, who’s now standing right behind the couch.
“Our company is pretty famous in the states… and internationally, it appears. When Bower and King went missing, it was big news.”
“Oh, well… Why do you guys look so upset?” she asks, her eyes flicking between him and West, who are both frowning at the tv.
