Page 103 of Coup De Grâce
She shrugged on a shirt and was striding out the door before I could call her back, shouting down the house for FNG to get his ass in my room. Sighing, I sat down, knowing there was no way I was walking out of this room until she had him examine me.
Moments later, FNG was there, grinning at me as he walked over with a medical bag. I had no idea where he got it from, but I was grateful when he pulled out some pain meds for me.
“Is the knock to the head causing a little pain?”
I grunted in response, not wanting to say too much while Eva was in the room.
“I’m surprised you made it this long without needing more pain meds. Hiding it from Eva is not smart,” he muttered under his breath. “Did you really think she wouldn’t notice?”
My eyes flicked to Eva as she stood in the background, arms crossed as she tried not to intervene, probably to yell at me.
“It’s fine,” I grumbled, knowing it really wasn’t. My body was trying its best to hold together. I should probably be in a hospital instead of walking around, not that I would ever admit that. The pounding in my head was the smallest of my problems.
But I ignored all the other signs of trauma and pushed through it. I had to. There was no room for falling apart when I had the Shadow Government on my ass.
“Let me see that wound in your side,” FNG said. When I didn’t immediately move, he sighed and got down on his knees, tugging at my shirt. The moment he moved the gauze, I knew there was an issue.
The low curse under his breath and the warmth radiating through my body told me all I needed to know.
“You know, antibiotics are good for a reason, you stubborn ass.”
“What’s wrong?” Eva asked, instantly on alert.
“Nothing,” FNG snapped. “Just your husband being a stubborn asshole.” FNG shook the bottle in my face. “See these? These are called lifesavers. You take them so you don’t die.”
“You’re the medic,” I shot back.
“Yes, and I came in here last night to check on you, but you told me you would shoot me if I stepped one foot closer to the bed.”
My scowl deepened as I remembered him walking in while Eva was naked in my arms. “You should have fucking known better.”
“Like I said,” he shook his head. “Stubborn ass.”
He dropped two pills into my hand, along with what looked like four horse pills, and grabbed a bottle of water off the table, opening it for me like I was a child.
“Take them.”
“This won’t knock me out?” I questioned.
The brutal look on his face said I didn’t have a choice in the matter. “Do you want to die?”
“Take them,” Eva snapped, leaving no room for arguments.
I tossed them back with the help of water, then got to my feet. Eva was there in a flash, guiding me toward the bed.
“I need to talk to Knight.”
“You need to sleep,” Eva argued.
“And I have no doubt I will when the meds kick in. Eva?—”
“Fine,” she relented, “but if you collapse out there, I’m leaving your ass wherever you fall.”
I knew she wouldn’t, but I appreciated her attitude all the same. Knight quirked an eyebrow at me as he spotted Evafussing over me from the moment I walked out of the room until she sat me down in the kitchen at the table.
“Shut up,” I muttered.
“I didn’t say a damn thing.”
