Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 27066 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27066 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
“I’m here,” he says, grabbing the hand attached to the arm that doesn’t hurt so fucking bad. It’s good that I can feel that, right? Something warm splashes on my hand. Am I crying or is he?
“I’m cold,” I murmur, at least I think I do.
“Fuck,” he swears.
“I need you to know that I do love you, Just in case I don’t...”
“Jesus Christ, baby. Please don’t talk like that. Damn it. I fucking love you, so goddamn much. I’m so sorry. Don’t you dare leave me. Fuck this. Derry, get a car.”
“On it.”
I feel him lift me up but the searing pain courses through me again and then I feel a whole lot of nothing.
Several Days Later…
My eyes open and I immediately close them again due to the bright ass light. I also hear beeps which tells me that I’m in the hospital.
“Ugh,” I moan.
“Baby?” Dorian says from somewhere to my left.
“Am I dead?”
“No, mo ghrá. You’re very much alive,” he chuckles. “Thank God.”
“Oh good. I’d miss you.” I’m quite certain that I’d haunt this man from beyond just to be with him. How did that happen? How did I fall so completely in love with him?
“You’re fucking telling me.”
“My dad?” I ask.
“I’m here, Matty.”
“You didn’t kill each other?” I ask, my voice is not as parched as I thought it would be.
“No. We’re all good. We made up and everything.” I can’t tell if he’s lying or not right now. Must be the residual drugs.
“What did the doctor say?” I ask, instead of grilling for details on the makeup.
“You had a gunshot wound to your right shoulder. They removed the bullet cleanly. There are some stitches. My steak knife was in your back from when you landed on the table. Your bra took the brunt of that. You also hit your head on the edge of the table. We were concerned with a concussion, but it was just a deep cut. There was so much blood, baby,” he says, his voice sounding choked up. I squeeze his hand in mine.
“What happened to your face, Daddy?” I ask, after really looking him. He’s all kinds of fucked up.
“Your mini George Foreman of a brother-in-law kicked my ass. He’s got a future as an enforcer,” he says, rubbing his jaw. He’s also sporting two black eyes.
“Good. What the hell were you thinking? There were children there.”
“I don’t know what I was thinking. You’re my baby, my youngest. I thought you were in danger.”
“I was… at first… but I fell in love with him. You understand that don’t you?”
“Of course. I didn’t think it was on the up and up.”
“You didn’t think a man like him could be so obsessed with a woman like me did you?”
“I…”
“It’s okay. I didn’t either. It took me a while to realize that love is love. Looks don’t matter so much.”
“Fuck that, baby. You’re fucking beautiful.” I smile at my husband. I can’t wait to get him alone. I’m going to let him do very bad things to me. Over and over again.
“How long have I been here?
“Four days. They did have to do some surgery on your arm. You were on some heavy pain meds.
“Can I go home?”
“Home, Queens or home, Boston?” Dorian asks.
“Wherever you are is home to me,” I tell him. He’s so fucking gorgeous. I can tell he’s been crying and all I want to do is soothe him. I want him to hold me. When I’m in his arms, I feel so safe and so loved.
“Daddy, can you give us a few minutes, please.” I ask.
“Sure, I’ll be out in the waiting room with everyone else.”
“Thanks. I do want to see everyone, so in a few minutes send them back a few at a time, please.”
“You got it, Matty. Please tell me that you forgive me.”
“Of course I do, but in the future my dinner table is a gun-free zone.”
“Understood.”
Daddy leaves and Dorian and I are alone.
“Help me sit up, please.”
“We should wait for the doctor.”
“No. Now. This is important.”
“Alright, baby.”
He helps me sit up and I pat the edge of the bed so that he’s sitting beside me.
“I love you. I think I said it, but I’m not sure if you believed me.”
“I did, baby. I love you too.”
“I know you do. I… want to apologize but that seems crazy given the fact you kidnapped me, but I am. I wanted to stay with you almost immediately after I realized it was you that took me. I gave you a hard time because I thought you were fucking with me, and I didn’t want to get hurt.”
“I understand but surely you know now that I’d do anything for you. You are my everything. My heart is yours. My gun is yours. Everything I have and everything I am is yours. I will let you go if you want me to, but I know I won’t be able to live without you.”