Page 35 of Fatal Love
Chapter Ten
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Three days later…
CONNOR ROLLED ONTOhis side and groaned into his pillow.
“Hey you,” a soft voice said as warm arms wrapped around his waist. “How are you feeling?”
His eyes flew open and the wall across from his bed came into view. Slowly, he looked back over his shoulder, his stitches balking at the movement.
Red hair and sleepy eyes met his gaze. Sabrina smiled at him through a yawn. “Do you need one of your pain pills?”
The previous couple of days came back to him in a rush. The ambush, the firefight, the cries of a newborn baby.
Beatrice’s laugh. Sabrina’s face when he came back from getting his ribs x-rayed. The night they’d just spent in his bed, after his time in the hospital filled with tests and procedures, Sabrina by his side through it all.
Once the doctors had released him, she’d brought him home to SFI Headquarters, fed him, cleaned him up, and tucked him into bed.
In his delirium—and regardless of his bandaged ribcage and stitched up neck—he’d pulled her in with him.
His broken rib put a damper on his acrobatics with her beautiful body, but man, oh man, letting her do most of the work was actually quite nice.
Nice? Who was he kidding. She was freakin’ awesome. The things she’d done to him, even in his injured state, had made every moment of the past few days worth it.
He still couldn’t believe she was here in his bed. “You’re my pain killer.”
A smile teased her lips and she kissed his shoulder. “I can find a few more ways to ease your pain, if you like.”
Oh, he liked all right. He was definitely up for more of that brand of medicine.
Shifting carefully, he rolled onto his back and drew her in close. “You’re way better than morphine. I’m totally addicted to you.”
He was lost in her lips when his phone buzzed on the nightstand. Sabrina broke the kiss and glanced over at the ID. Her phone began to buzz at the same time. “Uh, oh. I think we’re being summed by Queen B.”
“Beatrice? Is she home already?”
“Home?” Sabrina laughed. “She’s calling us from her office.”
“No fucking way.” Connor rubbed his head. “She just had a baby.”
“The hospital released her after twenty-four hours. She and the baby are doing great.”
Both of their phones buzzed again, like little angry bees on Connor’s nightstand. “I knew she didn’t plan to take any time off, but this is flippin’ ridiculous. I’ve never known anyone like her.”
“She’s a force of nature, for sure.” Sabrina reached across him to grab her phone, her full breasts pressing into his chest as she answered. “21 Pilots, here…. Yes, ma’am, he’s doing better…I think so. Sure.”
Sabrina paused and Connor heard Beatrice’s voice, but he couldn’t make out what she was saying.
Sabrina winked at him. “I think he can manage a short trip downstairs. I’ll get him up and we’ll be down… Copy that.”
She disconnected and tossed her phone behind her onto the bed. “The gang’s all here, even Emit and Miles. Beatrice says she has an announcement. We better get down there, asap.”
“Shit. I need a shower. Who’s answering the phones, by the way?”
She hopped out of the bed and drew a shirt over her head, a bright apple red that clashed beautifully with her hair. “Everybody’s taking turns. Even Parker and Savanna signed up for a couple of shifts. Henley, too.”
