Page 115 of Greed
“I apologize, Grace.”
“And what about these?” she continued, unperturbed as she poked through the holes in his fighting leathers. “The skin looks grazed, but closed over and healing. You’re all damned lucky you have this fast healing skill. Still… maybe a course of antibiotics will help with a possible infection.”
“We don’t get infections.”
“Oh. That’s right.” She straightened and packed her things back into her kit. “You’re all good, then. Just eat and get some rest. Now, what about you Parker?”
He arched a challenging eyebrow at her.
Grace pursed her lips. “Have it your way. I won’t check you.” She checked her watch. “I should probably get back to the hospital. I just came to see if you were all okay.”
“You can’t stay?” Evan whined and reached for her.
She smiled softly. “I’ll be back in a few hours. Just a small appendectomy today.”
He tugged her in for another kiss. “Dinner?”
“You bet ya! Oh,” Grace said. “I almost forgot.” She went back to her medical kit and pulled out a folded up piece of paper, holding it out to Evan. “You should probably show everyone this.”
“Shit, yeah. Thanks Doc. I forgot.” Evan showed a sketch of Wyatt working in an unfamiliar restaurant. He held it out and rotated around the room so they could all take a look. “Does anyone recognize any of the other people?”
“I do.”
Griffin’s heart seized at the sound of Lilo’s voice, and he whirled around.
She stood in the doorway. Ruffled hair spilled around her weathered face. Small stitches lined her temple, but when her eyes landed on Griffin, she beamed. His breath hitched.
“What you talking about? What’s that?” Liza sidestepped Lilo and came into the room, commanding attention as she peered at Evan’s paper. She gave an unimpressed expression and then held up a syringe. “I’ll bet mine is better. Empty syringe from the whack-job. We can test the contents.”
“Is Doppenger awake?” Parker asked.
“Hate to be the bearer of good news, but the asshole died. Burned his insides out with this shit.” Liza threw the empty syringe vial to Parker who plucked it effortlessly out of the air.
Griffin couldn’t care less about their exchange. He wanted Lilo, and his power swelled with unchecked emotions, impatiently. More screens blacked out as he crossed the room.
“Out there,” Parker ordered Griffin, pointing to the door. “Don’t come back until you’re in control. I don’t want my equipment ruined.”
Fine with him. Griffin strode toward Lilo with laser sharp focus. He didn’t even notice Evan stepping between until he was upon them.
“You know who this is?” Evan held up the sketch to Lilo.
Griffin slammed to a halt. His mind spluttered at the man standing between him and his mate. What the hell? It took a moment to process the sudden intrusion blocking his reunion, but then the muscles rolled under his skin, tensing and tweaking, ready to let loose. With as much restraint as he could muster, he carefully placed a hand on Evan’s shoulder.
“Out. Of. My. Way,” he ground out.
Evan glanced at Griffin and must have seen murder in his eyes because he stepped back.
“Sorry.” He made an awkward face, still retreating. “I get it, bro. I’ll ask later. My bad.”
Griffin’s mouth twisted with frustration, scooped Lilo up and kept walking with only one thought replaying in his mind. He needed to be one with her.
Lilo giggled and slipped her hands around Griffin’s neck. “I missed you, too,” she murmured, then shouted back to Evan, “It’s Misha Minski’s family restaurant.”
Then they were along the corridor and at the lift. Griffin hit the up button to get to his apartment. “You can talk more later. Right now, we have more important things to do.”
Chapter Thirty-Six
With absolutely no idea where she was being carried, Lilo kissed Griffin passionately. She was dirty; he was filthy; they were both sore and worse for wear, but she didn’t care. She had wanted to touch him for hours, to make sure he was okay, and there he was—carrying her in his powerful arms. Arms that saved so many lives today.
