Page 34 of Piece You Saved

He fists a hand in my hair and holds me there. After extending the kiss for another long moment, he breaks it to peer down at me with heat in his eyes. “What was that for?”

“For caring,” I say. And then I take his hand and tug. “Come on. I want to go back to bed, and you’re coming with me.”

He follows me to the bed, stopping beside it to say, “Wait here. I’ll be back.”

Before I can ask where he’s going or why, he’s gone, his footsteps thumping down the stairs. I’m debating following him when, not a minute later, I hear him again.

When he appears in the doorway, he’s holding a glass of water and has one hand clenched around something.

I raise my brow. “You got me water?”

He crosses over to me, opens his palm, and holds it flat. Two white pills. “Advil. Take these.”

I stare at him.

“What?” he asks, his eyes darting to my belly. “Did you need ice? Because we’re out. If you want, I could go—”

I kiss him again, silencing him. How could I not when everything he does makes me want to kiss him and never stop? “I don’t need ice. This is perfect. Thank you.”

It’s more than perfect.

You are perfect.

I take the pills and down the water, leaving the glass on the bedside table before I climb into bed, Kade slipping in beside me.

When we’re under the covers, I rest my head on his chest, place my hand over his heart, and close my eyes.

“You know,” Kade drawls, tightening his arm around me. “This isn’t what I thought we’d be doing when you dragged me in here.”

Keeping my eyes closed, I smile. “Isn’t it?”

“No. I had something a little more exciting in mind,” he says with as much of a smile in his voice as there was in mine.

“Something like what?” I ask, as if I can’t feel his erection nudging my right hip.

He hauls me even closer. “Maybe I could give you a small hint.” He pauses. “Scratch the small. Let’s go for big.”

I muffle my laughter. “And are you sure it isn’t a small clue?”

Grumbling under his breath, he kisses my hair and tucks me close. “Just wait until you’re better and I’ll show you.”

I yawn and settle against him. “Kade, are you sure that—”

“Aden is okay.” Kade yawns so wide that I know I made the right call to drag us both to bed. He needs sleep, and the only way he seems to get it is when I’m with him. “The first twenty-four hours are always the most dangerous.”

My eyes fly open as I snap my head up to meet his gaze. “Why didn’t you tell me that before?”

Snorting, he tugs my head back to his chest and keeps his hand there this time. “Because you wouldn’t have slept. I spoke to Dariel when you were sleeping, and Aden is out cold now.”

“And Dariel?” It can’t be easy controlling a new out-of-control wolf when you’ve got your own to contend with. “Is he okay?”

Kade is smiling when he says, “I didn’t think you cared, angel.”

“I don’t. I’m just being polite,” I tell him. “Anyway, he still owes me an apology for lunging at me.”

“Right, angel,” Kade says, sounding like his smile kicked into a grin. “Polite.”

The banging downstairs starts up again.

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