Page 46 of Severance

Grabbing a pair of tweezers and a bottle of Betadine, he pours the liquid over Kai’s chest to clean the area.

“Nikolai.”

He looks up at me as he sets the bottle down. “Nik.” He corrects me.

“Nik.” I try again.

“Yeah, babe?” he asks with a crooked smile on his face.

“If something happens to him, I’ll cut off your dick and balls and hand-feed them to you.”

His brow furrows, but his eyes light up. “Can’t I at least keep my dick? We have a pretty good thing going right now.”

“Your dick goes first.”

He smirks. “Duly noted,” he replies with a wink.

Turning back to the bed, he leans over Kai with the tweezers and starts digging around in his chest. A few minutes feels like hours of him wiggling around in there, but then it’s over. He pulls the bullet out with the tweezers and inspects the inside for any further damage.

“Clean shot.” He smiles, holding up the bullet for me to see. He sets the bullet down and begins cleaning and dressing the hole in Kai’s chest.

I step closer to the bed, stopping beside Nik as he cleans everything up.

“When will he wake up?” I ask quietly as I grab Kai’s warm hand.

“He’ll benefit from some rest, so I’m going to keep him sedated for the next day or so, to help him heal faster. He’ll wake up after the sedation wears off.”

I shrug and give him a small smile. “You know what happens if he doesn’t.”

Nik grabs his dick through his pants. “Your boy better not die, because there’s a line of chicks waiting to get their ride.”

Shaking my head, I roll my eyes at him.

Whoever or whatever he is.

He and his brother both saved Kai and they’re connected to Anthony in some way. He’s let them get this close, so he must trust them.

I should trust his judgment.

Just like I should do what he said and call my parents. They can give me the answers that he couldn’t.

Quietly, Nik makes his way to the bedroom door as I sit, lost in my thoughts, holding Kai’s hand.

“Hey, Nik?” I call out after him.

“What’s up, babe?” he asks as he turns back around to face me.

“Do you have a phone that I can use?”

His brow furrows and he slowly creeps forward. “For what reason?”

Standing up, I walk toward him, meeting him in the center of the room. “I need to make a phone call,” I tell him in a hushed voice.

“Who?” he demands with mild curiosity.

“My parents.”

Nik eyes me suspiciously and crosses his arms over his chest. “For what?”

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