Page 11 of Wild
“Sam killed the gypsy?” I asked.
The men looked at each other. “We shouldn’t have told you that,” Flux said. “Never repeat it.”
“It’s not like she’ll come back to life and curse me?”
“That’s true,” Rogue said. “But we have no idea if she has descendants? We don’t know if the curse can be repeated or made worse.”
Mani stood over us. “We’ve warned him to quit playing the hero. But the man does whatever the hell he wants.”
“There’s three of you,” I said.
Rogue placed the bottle on the nightstand. “Sometimes he gets it in his mind he can fix things as a man that he can only fix as a shifter. This is what happens when he does.”
“Will he be okay?” I ran my fingers through his hair. He didn’t need to die like this. There were way too many things to finish.
Mani sat at the end of the bed. “The first twenty-four hours are the most volatile. He needs to be watched around the clock. If this time tomorrow he’s still alive then, yeah, he’ll be fine.”
“He’s a fighter. There’s no need to worry.” Flux put a reassuring hand on my shoulder.
“I’ll stay here and watch him and change the bandages as needed.” I wanted this. I wanted to take care of this man on my own.
“He will appreciate that,” Flux said. “We need to go take care of the window and make sure that asshole was alone.”
Rogue pointed at Sam. “When his ass wakes up, you come and get us.” He looked at the others and then back at me. “Keep your clothes on. It’ll be safer that way if he wakes up early.”
“I assure you, I can handle him.”
The three naked men left, their asses muscular and gently bouncing as they disappeared. I still couldn’t believe what was happening. It was all too easy. Part of me wondered if I were still in the RV, dreaming it all.
Moving my hand across Sam’s chest, I saw that the man was hard. What could he possibly be dreaming about? Well, that was pretty obvious. I ran a finger along the hardness. “In due time.”
I laid next to Sam and pulled the covers over us, resting my head on his shoulders. Every woman dreamed of a man coming to her rescue, but I never imagined anything like this. “Thank you, Sam. Thank you for making this all so much easier.” I pushed his black hair back away from his face and kissed him on the cheek, closing my eyes, feeling his heart strum along his chest.
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Something gently brushed against my face, and I moaned gracefully. It was a tender gesture and meant to make me feel comforted. I’d never been touched in such a way.
“You should be resting,” I said to Sam when I opened my eyes to find him staring at me.
“How long have you been here?”
Through the bedroom window, we could see the sunrise just licking the tops of the trees. “Since they brought you in here last night. I won’t leave you alone, Sam.”
“I’ll be fine.”
I eased back the bandages to find his wounds already healing. “I can see that. Maybe you didn’t need me at all.”
Sam laughed and then struggled to breathe. “I still have a ways to go. I’m part man, part animal. You should know anything is possible.” He ran his fingers through my dark hair and then kissed my nose, his breath warm.
“Trust me, I long ago accepted anything was possible in life. Be amazed at everything but be surprised by nothing.”
“Very deep.” He stroked my cheek and looked into my soul.
I reached beneath the covers and released my robe, moving my naked body next to Sam’s. His skin was as warm as his breath.
“Sure you want to do this?”
“I have no doubts.”
