slightly too long hair were upside down as he knelt at the top of my head. “Will, what are we going to do with you?”
I smiled at the nickname they’d given me when I first met them all those years ago. “Anything you want, except send me to the hospital.”
“We could protect you, you know.” His low voice curled around me in comfort. Gold winked at his wrist as he stabilized my head between his hands. “You say the word, little sister, and we’ll rain hell down on his head.”
I knew he was serious. Deadly serious about that. But I wasn’t about to get their family involved in the crapshow that was my life. Besides, I figured if I could stay off his radar for at least another two years, he would forget about me.
Please, sweet goddess, let him forget about me.
I shook my head, wrapped my hand around Turo’s wrist. Squeezed slightly. “If Rafe gives me the okay, I’ll just go home and wrap them up.”
Turo winced. “I don’t know that that’s going to happen this time.” He looked down the length of my body. Brought his gaze back up to my face. “They’re already a dark purple color.”
Craaap. I just smiled and waited for the youngest Amatucci brother to give me his medical opinion.
Another Amatucci brother stepped into my line of sight. Not the medic I was hoping for, but I certainly wasn’t going to send him away.
Domenico stepped over my body. His dark pants looked black in the lighting, but I knew he favored navy. He hitched up his pants as he knelt next to me, grabbed my hand. “When I said you needed some color, I was thinking of a tan. Not purple, black, and blue.” His butterscotch eyes were the lightest pair in the Amatucci family. They practically glowed from his olive-skinned face.
“Well, then, you should have been more specific, shouldn’t you? I’m just trying to follow the rules you laid down, Dom.” I blew him a kiss, shot him a saucy wink at my personal nickname for him.
He groaned and rolled his eyes. “As if I would be so lucky that you’d follow my rules. You wouldn’t end up in these kinds of situations if you did what I told you.” He kissed my palm.
Warmth flooded my heart. The second Amatucci son would always hold a special place in my heart. If it hadn’t been for Tali, I think I would have been adopted by Dom all by himself. We had an odd brother/sister thing that could turn into more if we let it type of relationship. Since neither of us were willing to risk the friendship, we flirted like crazy and stayed friends.
“Keep wishing, Dom.”
“I do,” he said as he kissed my palm again. “You okay?”
I nodded. “Floating.”
He gave me a bleak smile. “If it gets too bad, you tell me. You hurt yourself playing with that pain and I’ll drug you deaf, blind, and dumb.”
“Promise.” I brought his hand to my lips. Pressed a kiss to the back of his hand. “I learned my lesson the last time. I won’t go too far.”
His butterscotch eyes studied me for a moment. “I’m taking that chit, Will.”
I nodded. I winced as something jarred my lower body, causing a rush of spiky sensation up my legs.
Dom turned, slapped his hand over the back of his youngest brother’s head. “Careful, Rafael. She’s not a slab of meat to toss around.”
“What? You think I don’t know that?” the youngest Amatucci male said in his gruff voice.
I looked down the length of my body. I quirked my lips. Unfortunately, nothing got in my way. The Boob Fairy had apparently been booked pretty full when it was my turn to get my portion. Either that or she’d donated all the rest of it to my ass and hips.
Rafe was near my knees, his hands moving over my thighs. His dark brows were furrowed as he studied my body. The EMT trained family medic was inhouse trauma care for when the rougher side of the family business got a little bloody.
“Can you feel this?” he asked as he moved my leg from side to side.
I nodded. “Yeah. Do I still have toes?” Shit. That just slipped out. I bit my lip. The headache was apparently turning me into Sally Sharer.
He jerked his gaze up to my face. “You can’t feel your toes?”
I shrugged. Kept my mouth shut.
He leaned down towards my feet. Moved one of his arms.
I giggled as he