Avenging Us - Gina Whitney Page 0,52
good point. Beauty wouldn’t drink it. I’d have to disguise it somehow. “The doctor said it’s a natural anti-depressant and could be a healthy alternative if she’s nursing. And let’s talk about that extra mile you go on. Do I look like someone you can get one over on?”
“How do you mean?” He drawled.
“Sneaking treats to Gia when I specifically asked you not to.”
“I can’t confirm or deny. But, I will say she threatened my life. Since I plan to live a long and healthy life, and hopefully have a family of my own, under extreme duress, I may have caved. But I’m not saying I did.”
I shook my head and leaned down to kiss Beauty again. Her eyes fluttered in an effort to stay closed. I smiled at her attempt. “I can see you’re awake, my love.”
“Am not,” she responded quickly.
“Really?”
“Yes, this is the part of sleep known as ahem. The step-sister to REM. Where you can hear a conversation, but bits and pieces get omitted and you can’t fully wake. To the average person, it looks like you’re awake. However, the fluttering eyes is just an indication,” she said holding back a giggle.
God, I missed her. I missed this. Her sassy-mouth, quick-on-her-feet, snarky responses. I had no choice but to seize her mouth. I closed my mouth over hers with an urgency that eclipsed the purely physical yearning. My body trembled, and I barely held back a quiver that ran through my frame as I crushed her lips. With a fierceness that pierced my heart, she melted against me, yielding. My dick hardened instantly, and all thought of where we were momentarily slipped away—desire the only thing left. My lips ravaged hers, claiming them and searing them with heat. It wasn’t enough, and I caught her moan with my tongue…lashing and tasting deeply. God, I wanted her now. Of course, I knew it wasn’t the time or place. I dropped my mouth to her neck, trailing frantic kisses up and down her sensitive skin.
“Get me out of here and take me home,” she murmured breathlessly.
“Where’s the eye bleach and ear plugs when you need them, Mia?”
We both ignored Chance’s commentary.
I drew back and searched her eyes questioning. Beauty, my beauty, was back and I felt closer to my old self than I had in a while. I growled and half-cursed…letting go of an agonizing groan.
I barely paused when I heard, “Ahem.” My father cleared his throat, chuckling. “Someone’s enjoying his bride to be. Can’t wait another few weeks until it’s official?”
“Wait. What?” Chance shouted, handing the baby back to my mother.
“Yes, they’re pushing up the wedding date. And we couldn’t be happier. Bella will have security.” My mother droned, and it took everything in me to keep my mouth shut.
“Was anyone going to tell me, or am I just on placenta duty?” He lamented and took out his phone. “You know I’m a miracle worker, but I still need time to plan.” His fingers furiously worked the keypad of his phone.
“Calm down, party-pimp. We haven’t set the date. You’ll be the first to know, and he just brought the idea up. We haven’t had time to share.” Gia’s dry voice cracked. “Water, please,” she asked, and my father poured water from the pitcher and handed it to her. Chance held up his hand, as if to say…talk to the hand like a fourteen-year-old girl. His face never came up from his phone.
“We’re here, too,” my mother offered. “I’m good at organizing on a dime.”
“Thank you, and I will take you up on that,” Gia said, offering a smile. “I have news. The doctor came in and said I may be discharged in the morning. I’m healthy and doing well, and there’s no reason to continue staying here when I could be in my own home.”
“That’s the best news I’ve heard all day,” I said, brushing her bangs away from her pretty eyes.
“Yes, that’s great, darling. I’ll stay in town to help, but Timothy has to get back.”
“Great, the more hands the better. I want to get better as quick as possible, so I can take care of my daughter. So, thank you,” Gia said thankfully.
I considered her offer and decided to be polite, to not ruin the moment. “Thank you,” I said, meeting my mother’s eyes. My father nodded behind her in a show of thanks. “I’m going to walk my parents out. I’ll be back.”
That day, with some news in my favor, I decided to try…
I woke