Luring Light - K.E. Osborn Page 0,34
instantly soothes the wrecking ball of my mind. My eyes dance over Ivy as she checks me, relaying the information to Nerve, while Brass loads my ride onto the flatbed.
Nerve drops to Ivy’s side as she presses my ribs. I jerk, and her eyes shoot to Nerve. “Could be broken. We need to get him back to the clubhouse quick, sober his ass up, before the heat catches wind of this,” Nerve grunts.
Ivy runs her hand over my arm in a soothing gesture. “Why the hell did you ride so out of it, Void? You could’ve killed yourself?”
I shake my head, unable to answer her. She’s simply too fucking gorgeous right now that she has rendered me speechless. Or maybe, I’m too fucking smashed.
Nerve moves in to help hoist me up. As he does, pain sears through my body. I let out a loud groan as Nerve moves under one arm, Ivy under the other, and they walk me to the cab of the truck. Nerve and Brass hoist me up inside.
Ivy sits beside me as Nerve and Brass talk outside, leaving Ivy and me alone.
I try to gather my rampant running thoughts, but I can’t keep my stupid mouth from moving on its own. “You came to check on me…”
Ivy turns to face me, her brows scrunched together. “Of course, Void. No matter what weird stalemate we’re in right now, I do care about you.”
I bring my bloodied hand up, caressing her gorgeous face. “You’re beautiful.”
Her eyes widen as Nerve steps up into the driver’s side of the cab, handing me my cell. “I’m gonna drive. Keep an eye on him, make sure he doesn’t tank or anything on the way home,” he directs Ivy.
I lean my head back, tired as fuck, sore as hell, and completely the fuck out of it. I don’t think I hit my head, so I doubt I have a concussion, so I’m going to take a nap. It won’t be as good as the nap I had this morning with Ivy, but she’s right here, so maybe it might be as peaceful.
Closing my eyes, I move my hand out to link with hers. She doesn’t hesitate to thread her fingers with mine.
There’s my sweet thing.
Chapter Ten
VOID
My eyes flutter open, my head pounding, my body aching like a motherfucker as I grimace when I try to move. Not to mention the hangover I’m now sporting thanks to all the booze and weed I ingested.
Nice going, dickhead.
Glancing down, my shirt’s off, and my ribs are a shade of deep purple and red. My forearms are covered in bandages. I peer further down, my legs are bare, I’m wearing boxer briefs, and my shins are covered in bandages as well. I groan, moving to sit, but my head spins.
“Stop!” a concerned voice yells out, and it shocks the hell out of me.
I turn as Ivy’s moving from the desk chair opposite me to the edge of the bed.
I didn’t even realize she was in here.
Even with a slightly clearer head than earlier, she’s still fucking perfect.
Ivy reaches out, gently easing me back onto the bed. “You need to rest. You have some serious road rash, and Nerve is pretty sure you’ve cracked a rib or two.”
Exhaling as I sink back down into the soft pillows, I gaze up at her. “How long have I been out?”
She touches my stomach, my muscles clenching beneath her electrifying touch. “Hours… I don’t even know how many exactly. I fell asleep for a while, but I’ve spent the time making sure you came down okay.”
Goddamn!
“I didn’t mean for it to interact like that… I… I just didn’t care.”
She draws her bottom lip in with her teeth. “Because of me?”
“I can’t put that blame on you, Ivy. I drank too much, then ate two of Trixie’s macarons, and she warned me. It was my choice. This isn’t your fault.”
Ivy huffs, then she stands back, confusion written with how tightly her eyebrows are pulled together. “What are we doing, Void?”
I furrow my brows in response. “I don’t know.”
“I’m gonna be straight with you…” My eyes widen, she’s always so assertive. It’s one of the many qualities I adore about her. “When I overheard Nerve taking your call, and I thought you were really hurt, I’ve never felt such panic in all my life.”
“You were worried about me?”
She scoffs. “Void, I was petrified you were going to die, and things between us would be left in this weird limbo. I hate this, Void.