Traitorous Heart: #7 (The Traitorous Heart Series) by Breena Wilde Page A
Authors: Breena Wilde
Ads: Link
Dandelion.” He appeared suddenly, like a totally hot angel.
I faced him, forcing back a sob at my pain.
“Shhhh, it’s okay.” His gorgeous face twisted with worry. “Here’s the button for your pain medicine. Did you want me to push it?”
I nodded.
“Done.”
I waited for the morphine to climb my vein and remove the hurt.
“Take a sip of water. It’ll help your throat,” he said softly. He picked up a large, clear mug filled with water and brought the straw to my lips. I took a drink and realized I was parched. I drank some more.
“Better?” he asked, setting the mug back on the small table next to my bed.
“Yes. Thank you.”
CHAPTER 2
Katie
He smiled . “The doctor says you can go home today, if you’re up for it. What do you think about that?”
I returned his infectious smile. “That sounds good.” My words came out scratchy like the inside of my mouth had been caked with sand. I closed my eyes.
“Are you hungry? I can ask them to bring some food?”
I nodded. “A little,” I said though I wondered how I’d be able to eat with my throat so sore. Cage pressed the button attached to my bed to call for the nurse.
A female voice filled my room. “Yes?”
“Can you bring Miss Jayne her breakfast?” As he spoke he pushed a piece of hair off my face.
“Of course, Mr. Devereux.”
It didn’t escape my attention that there was high-pitched giggling in the background. Probably every woman on this floor thought he was gorgeous. He looked a lot like Chris Pine only better (yes, it was possible, the man was hot).
I blinked, admiring his beautiful face. He looked tired and in need of a shave. “Have you left at all?” I didn’t think he had, but asked anyway.
“A few times, but only when I knew you were asleep.” His thumb stroked the skin near my eyebrows.
“I’m so glad you’re here.” I took one of Cage’s hands and twined it with mine.
“Where else would I be?” He smiled sadly, glancing at his other hand. It looked like he was checking his watch.
“I’ve kept you long enough. I’m sure you have loads of work. Why don’t you go handle it? I can manage.” I tried to sit up as I spoke, but Cage pushed me back down.
“Easy there, tiger.”
I lay back and closed my eyes. The pain medication hit me, making it hard to keep them open. “Tiger? Why tiger?” I tried to smile, but I’m not sure it happened on my lips.
He ran a finger along the bandage on my neck.
I flinched, not because it hurt, but at the memory of Chloe pressing the knife against it.
“You’ve got stripes.” His words were meant to be light, but I heard his anguish.
“Hey?” I opened my eyes, strained to keep them that way. “I’m okay.”
“Thanks to Griffin.” Cage squeezed my hand and brought it to his lips, pressing a tender kiss in my palm.
A shiver ran up my arm. “Yes. And the police.”
“Griffin said he saw Chloe after his performance, that he overheard her speaking to someone on the phone about you, about what she intended to do to you. That’s why he contacted the police.”
“Hmmm. Mmmmmm,” I said, trying to remain focused. The images of Griffin fucking Chloe passed across my mind. I turned my head, trying not to see the look on Griffin’s face as well as Chloe’s. Of course it did no good. The images were seared on my brain.
“I owe him big time,” Cage went on.
I swallowed and found Cage’s eyes. “Cage…” Tears pushed against my lashes. I knew part of my emotional frenzy had to do with the medication, but I didn’t care. The man in front of me needed to know how much I appreciated him.
“Hey, why are you crying? Does it hurt?” Cage leaned down and kissed my forehead.
“I’m feeling better. It isn’t that. It’s just…” I swallowed again. “I’m so glad I know you. Without you I’d be…” What? Lost? Sad? A complete wreck? I wasn’t sure how to express all the emotions I held for him.
“Shhhh.” He kissed me
I faced him, forcing back a sob at my pain.
“Shhhh, it’s okay.” His gorgeous face twisted with worry. “Here’s the button for your pain medicine. Did you want me to push it?”
I nodded.
“Done.”
I waited for the morphine to climb my vein and remove the hurt.
“Take a sip of water. It’ll help your throat,” he said softly. He picked up a large, clear mug filled with water and brought the straw to my lips. I took a drink and realized I was parched. I drank some more.
“Better?” he asked, setting the mug back on the small table next to my bed.
“Yes. Thank you.”
CHAPTER 2
Katie
He smiled . “The doctor says you can go home today, if you’re up for it. What do you think about that?”
I returned his infectious smile. “That sounds good.” My words came out scratchy like the inside of my mouth had been caked with sand. I closed my eyes.
“Are you hungry? I can ask them to bring some food?”
I nodded. “A little,” I said though I wondered how I’d be able to eat with my throat so sore. Cage pressed the button attached to my bed to call for the nurse.
A female voice filled my room. “Yes?”
“Can you bring Miss Jayne her breakfast?” As he spoke he pushed a piece of hair off my face.
“Of course, Mr. Devereux.”
It didn’t escape my attention that there was high-pitched giggling in the background. Probably every woman on this floor thought he was gorgeous. He looked a lot like Chris Pine only better (yes, it was possible, the man was hot).
I blinked, admiring his beautiful face. He looked tired and in need of a shave. “Have you left at all?” I didn’t think he had, but asked anyway.
“A few times, but only when I knew you were asleep.” His thumb stroked the skin near my eyebrows.
“I’m so glad you’re here.” I took one of Cage’s hands and twined it with mine.
“Where else would I be?” He smiled sadly, glancing at his other hand. It looked like he was checking his watch.
“I’ve kept you long enough. I’m sure you have loads of work. Why don’t you go handle it? I can manage.” I tried to sit up as I spoke, but Cage pushed me back down.
“Easy there, tiger.”
I lay back and closed my eyes. The pain medication hit me, making it hard to keep them open. “Tiger? Why tiger?” I tried to smile, but I’m not sure it happened on my lips.
He ran a finger along the bandage on my neck.
I flinched, not because it hurt, but at the memory of Chloe pressing the knife against it.
“You’ve got stripes.” His words were meant to be light, but I heard his anguish.
“Hey?” I opened my eyes, strained to keep them that way. “I’m okay.”
“Thanks to Griffin.” Cage squeezed my hand and brought it to his lips, pressing a tender kiss in my palm.
A shiver ran up my arm. “Yes. And the police.”
“Griffin said he saw Chloe after his performance, that he overheard her speaking to someone on the phone about you, about what she intended to do to you. That’s why he contacted the police.”
“Hmmm. Mmmmmm,” I said, trying to remain focused. The images of Griffin fucking Chloe passed across my mind. I turned my head, trying not to see the look on Griffin’s face as well as Chloe’s. Of course it did no good. The images were seared on my brain.
“I owe him big time,” Cage went on.
I swallowed and found Cage’s eyes. “Cage…” Tears pushed against my lashes. I knew part of my emotional frenzy had to do with the medication, but I didn’t care. The man in front of me needed to know how much I appreciated him.
“Hey, why are you crying? Does it hurt?” Cage leaned down and kissed my forehead.
“I’m feeling better. It isn’t that. It’s just…” I swallowed again. “I’m so glad I know you. Without you I’d be…” What? Lost? Sad? A complete wreck? I wasn’t sure how to express all the emotions I held for him.
“Shhhh.” He kissed me
Similar Books
