Page 134 of Single Teddy
I chuckled and squeezed his cheek.
“You’re so funny,” I said and searched for his eyes, even though they were blurry. In fact, everything was blurry.
Boy, I must be really tired.
“Teddy, why do you sound drunk?” Wesley asked. “Shit. You’re bleeding.”
“No, I’m not,” I said, and I was yanked away from Wesley’s arms as a scorching pain shot through my body.
“He’s been shot,” Wyatt huffed, and I wanted to tell him he was being dramatic, but I’d run out of air.
“Oh my god. Teddy! Fuck. Are you okay? Can you hear me?” Wesley came into focus in front of me, and I smiled.
He was so handsome. So sweet. And he was mine.
“Teddy!” he cried.
Something throbbed in my ears and my eyes were so heavy it was hard to keep them open.
“D-you mind if…nap?” I mumbled and stopped resisting.
I closed my eyes and surrendered to the exhaustion.
THIRTY-SIX
WESLEY
“Thank you for coming on such short notice, Mrs. Reyes,” Wyatt said as a small Filipina woman and Azrael entered The Outpost and shook his hand.
“Don’t mention it. Where is he? And call me Maria,” she replied.
Wyatt led Azrael’s mom to us, and both she and Azrael stepped up.
“May I?” Azrael asked, putting his hand on top of mine, and with some hesitation, I let go of applying pressure to Teddy’s chest so Azrael could take over.
My heart dropped when blood gushed from the wound, and I stumbled. Autumn caught me.
“Are you okay, honey?” she asked.
Was I okay?
Was I okay?
Well, let’s see. The boys and I had been abducted and taken to a remote location to be killed because of my stupidity. People had died right in front of my eyes, and more importantly, right in front of the kids’ eyes, and as if that wasn’t enough, Teddy had been shot, and I had no idea how bad it was.
“Yeah, yeah,” I said, choking down the real answer that made it hard to breathe.
I watched as both Azrael and Maria worked on Teddy with urgency and care, and even though I’d been reassured she was a nurse and he was a combat medic, it was still hard to watch this giant, beautiful man incapacitated.
“Azrael!” Teddy mumbled.
“Hey, buddy. How are you doing?” Azrael asked.
“Meh. Okay, I suppose,” Teddy groaned, and I choked down a laugh that made my eyes sting. I had to blink fast before the tears overwhelmed me.
“Excellent.” I admired Azrael’s calm amid the chaos.
He took the pressure off the wound for a moment and massaged Teddy’s chest before he looked up and addressed his mom.
