Текст книги "Dominic"

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I gaped when I got my footing and stared at Dominic. He actually moved himself in front of me, pushed Gavin's hand away from me, and got in his face.

What the fuck was this lad's problem?

"What the fuck are you doin'? You stupid yank-"

Dominic's fist flew into Gavin's jaw cutting his words off. I yelped when Gavin flew backwards onto the ground. I then screamed when Dominic tried to move after him raising his fist again. I flew into a rage and jumped on Dominic's back. I wrapped my left arm around his neck, my legs around his hips, and started pounding onto the back of his head with my right fist. Each blow was hurting my hand, but I didn't care. I wanted to make him hurt because his stupid self had made me hurt tonight when Gavin broke off our date because of him.

"Damn it, Bronagh, get off me!"

"No!" I shouted and continued to punch his head, shoulders, and back.

I was pulled off Dominic and held off the ground like a rag doll.

"Calm down, hell cat," a voice chuckled into my ear.

I struggled against the hold on me. "Let me go, Kane. I'm goin' to kill that bastard!"

"That bastard is my little brother so I can't allow that," he chuckled again.

I struggled again but stopped when Gavin got to his feet and rubbed his red and slightly swollen jaw. He glared at Dominic then cut his eyes to me.

"I'm out of here, Bronagh. I'm sorry, but this is too much to deal with."

With that said, he turned and stormed away.

I was wide-eyed, and stared after him. "Gavin, wait, please-"

"Don't!" Dominic's face was in mine and growling. "Don't call after him. He isn't man enough if he doesn't want to fight for you."

Fight for me?

"He doesn't have to fight for me! I was his if he wanted me, but he doesn't, and it's all because of you! Why can't you just leave me alone and stop interferin' in me life?"

Dominic held my gaze and said, "Because I want you."

I knew he wanted to have sex with me, he had told me that enough times before but for some reason I felt like he wasn't just saying he wanted that this time. It felt like he was saying he wanted all of me. Too fucking bad he couldn't have me. He was dangerous; he made that clear each time I encountered him, and I just couldn't have him in my life like that. He could break me.

"Dominic, I can't," I whispered. "You're too different from me-"

"I'm calling bullshit on that. You were just on my back, pounding your fist onto my head in a blind rage. You're more like me than you think."

I glared at him. "Havin' a bad temper doesn't mean I'm like you. You fight for fun like a sick twisted fuck. I hit you to defend," I paused for a moment before clearing my throat, "to defend Gavin, not because I enjoyed it."

"I don't fight for fun, trust me on that," Dominic muttered catching my attention.

That confused me so I asked, "Why do you fight then if not for fun?"

He looked me in the eye. "I fight for my family, for my br-"

"Dominic." Kane cut him off in a low warning tone.

I raised my eyebrows and wanted to thump Kane for cutting Dominic off. I couldn't ask him what he meant because all of a sudden throbbing spread throughout my hand, I let out a strangled cry and instantly cradled it.

"Oh shite, I think I broke me hand!"

Kane put me down – yeah, he held me up during that entire conversation which had to have killed his back under my weight – and came around to examine it with Dominic.

"Let me see," Dominic said softly.

I shook my head like a little kid and snapped, "No, it hurts! Go away!"

He smiled a little. "Come on, I'll take you to the hospital."

The hospital? Where they stick needles in people and cut them open? 

I felt myself go pale, and before I knew it, I was swaying and then was encased in Dominic's arms.

"I've got you," he murmured into my ear.

That wasn't comforting!

He kept an arm around my waist as we walked out of the restaurant. We bumped into security guards who were piling in, and Dominic sighed and looked at them. "I know, I know. I'm never to enter the premises again."

I frowned and as we left, he smiled down at me. "Not my first time being kicked out of a place for fighting."

"Shockin'," I grunted which made him laugh.

Kane ventured off with his lady friends after Dominic assured him that I would be fine with him; I seriously doubted that because he was the reason my hand was killing me!

"I'm goin' to punch your brother in the face the next time I see him, I know he text you where I was."

Dominic snorted as he buckled his seatbelt. "He actually text me and asked me if I wanted to hit up MacDonald's after his date with those girls. I had nothin' else to do so I said sure. I was just as surprised to see you and Gavin when I walked in as you were to see me."

Kane had a date with two girls?

The dirty fucker.

I shook my head. "Your brother knew somethin' would come of it, the sadistic bastard."

Dominic laughed out right then, and I hated that I wanted to smile. My hand was now throbbing badly though, so instead I whimpered a little.

"Are you okay?" Dominic asked.

I snapped my head to him and glared. "Does it look like I'm okay?"

Dominic didn't reply, so I glared at him harder. "Answer me!"

He chewed on his lip. "No, because you're just going to yell at me no matter what I say, so I'm keeping my mouth shut."

I grunted. "That'd be a fuckin' first!"

Dominic didn't reply with a snotty retort, and it was sort of weird.

I looked at him, and he laughed and glanced to me. "I'm not going to argue with you babe so stop trying to bait me."

I growled. "I'm not your babe."

He smiled. "I forgot, sorry."

He wasn't sorry, the bastard.

I shook my head and groaned and held my hand to my chest. "God, this hurts so bad."

I felt tears stinging my eyes, and I willed them away.

"Bronagh, don't cry," Dominic pleaded.

I sniffled. "I can't help it, it really hurts."

"I know, but we're nearly at the hospital. I'll make them fix it, okay?"

I nodded my head still sniffling as I fished out my phone. I rang Branna before the pain got so bad that I couldn't talk.

"How is the date goin'?" Branna squealed when she answered.

I whimpered.

"Bronagh? Baby? What is it? What's wrong? Did Gavin hurt you? I'll fuckin' kill him-"

"Branna, shut up." I cut her off with a cry. "Gavin didn't hurt me, but I am hurt and I'm on my way to the hospital."

"The hospital? Why? What happened?"

I snorted through my pain. "Dominic happened."

Dominic sighed from next to me, and it made me grin a little even though I was hurting.

"Dominic?" she snapped then growled, "I'm goin' kill your little brother."

"Not if I kill him first," I heard Ryder bellow.

Dominic heard it as well, because he groaned out loud, and it made my grin widen.

"We're on the way. I'll be there as soon as I can Bee, okay?"

I nodded and sniffled. "'Kay."

I hung up just as Dominic pulled into the hospital, we found parking near A&E and got out so we could head inside. I felt Dominic at my back when I was giving my information to the woman behind the counter, and it was distracting me. When I was checked in, we headed inside the waiting area that was absolutely packed with people.

I glared at Dominic. "I hate you."

He nodded his head. "I hate me, too. We're gonna be here all fucking night."

I growled, "Leave then, no one is askin' you to stay."

He gave me a look. "If you think I'm leaving you here, then you don't know me very well."

"I don't know you at all," I fired back.

He rolled his eyes and tugged on my good hand leading me towards the only spare seat in the room which made me kick his shin and earned me a snort from a couple of people.

"Trouble in paradise?" a man asked Dominic, grinning.

Dominic snorted. "Nah bro, this is foreplay for us."

I gasped, and Dominic instantly ducked away from me which the man and some others found funny. I was mortified; I could feel my face and neck burn.

"I'm sorry, I was only playing," Dominic murmured to me when he saw how red my face was.

I only glared at him, then widened my eyes when he sat down on the only seat available. What a dickhead. I was the one who was hurt, I should be sitting down not him. I was about to tell him that when he reached forward, placed his hands on my hips, turned me around and then pulled me down onto his lap. I felt even more mortified than I already was when some people glanced at where I was sitting on Dominic. My arse was directly on his groin, my thighs were lined on top of his, my back was against his chest and the back of my head was on his shoulder.

It was a very intimate position, and it both thrilled and infuriated me.

"You can hit me later. Just relax now until you get seen by the doctor," Dominic said in my ear then kissed my cheek three times.

It was a surprisingly sweet gesture that did indeed shut me up. I felt my heart begin to pound as butterflies erupted across my stomach. He could make me so livid with one action then completely happy with another. I didn't know how to separate my feelings when it came to him.

I relaxed after a few moments and began looking around the hospital waiting room. There were four girls sitting across from us that were at least two years younger than us, smiling at Dominic and shooting him appreciative glances. One girl looked at my thighs and chewed on her lip before randomly looking away. I looked down and swallowed, my thighs tripled in size because I was sat on Dominic and it made me uncomfortable. I remained seated on him, but I sat up and took off my cardigan and draped it over my legs, covering them.

“Are you warm?" Dominic asked when I settled back against him.

I shook my head and held my bad hand to my chest.

"Then why did you-"

"I was coverin' me legs," I mumbled.

Dominic was quiet for a moment. "I'm probably going to regret asking this but why did you cover your legs?"

I blushed and whispered, "'Cause they triple in size when I sit down."

Silence.

I was about to speak when Dominic mumbled, "God save me from girls and their stupid way of thinking."

I gasped making him snort as he nuzzled his nose on my neck. "I happen to think you look fucking gorgeous tonight. I've never seen you wear clothes that actually fit you before. I must say, Bronagh, I like it a lot."

The tips of my ears felt on fire as I ducked my head making him laugh.

"Bronagh Murphy?" called out a female voice.

I stood up and held onto my cardigan and moved towards the nurse who called my name. I felt Dominic follow me and didn't say anything. I knew I would need someone in there with me, or I would probably pass out.

"Bronagh?" The nurse asked me when I stopped in front of her.

I nodded my head then chewed on my lip when she looked over my shoulder. "Family or partners only-"

"I'm her boyfriend," Dominic cut the woman off.

I blushed while the nurse smiled and nodded her head and gestured me into the triage room. I moved inside and sat on the examination table. The nurse looked at the hand I was cradling and made a face.

"That looks painful."

"It is," I assured her.

"How did this happen?" she asked.

Dominic lowered his head behind her while I shrugged and said, "I punched a lad who told me I was fat and said I needed to go on a diet."

Dominic snapped his head up and stared at me from behind the nurse; I kept a straight face and looked at the nurse. "I don't usually act that way but the lad really hurt me feelin's."

I directed the last part of my sentence at Dominic making him frown.

The nurse shook her head. "I hope you hit the little shite hard enough to bruise. That is a disgustin' thing to say to a person!"

Go nurse!

I nodded my head to her. "I think I hurt him."

"You did," Dominic mouthed to me and rubbed the back of his head, wincing, making me bite my lip so I wouldn't smile.

The nurse went about examining my hand, apologising every time I winced, groaned, and just plain screeched.

"I'll book you in for X-Rays before you can see a doctor. You can tell from the waitin' room that we're pretty busy tonight. Our waitin' time right now is seven hours; it will be another two or three hours after you get seen before you can go home, okay?"

Guess I wouldn't be going to school tomorrow.

"Yeah, that's fine, thank you. Me sister is on her way so she will stay with me-"

"I'm staying with you; Branna can argue with me all she wants, but I'm not going anywhere," Dominic cut me off.

I raised my eyebrows at him while the nurse beamed in his direction.

"That's very sweet of you to stay with your girlfriend."

I was about to say Dominic wasn't my boyfriend when he smiled back at the nurse, and I forgot about what I was thinking. His dimples were standing at attention, and I couldn't not look at them.

I came to grips at that moment that his dimples were a huge weakness of mine which was crazy because holes in someone's face shouldn't be so bloody attractive! I continued to look at Dominic while the nurse put my hand and arm in a sling and tied it off around my neck. He was watching what her hands were doing to me for a moment before he looked up at my face and found me looking at him.

I knew I was here because he had ruined my date with Gavin and any chance of a relationship with him, and I was mad about that but as much as I said I hated him, I couldn't force the feeling when it didn't exist. It existed at some stage but not anymore. Sure, he pissed me off something fierce, but I didn't hate him. We didn't see eye to eye on pretty much everything, but his persistence in wanting me was slowly but surely making me overlook the fact that we were probably the worst match. And having him in my life goes against everything I've ever built up about keeping people out. He was a risk and instead of shutting the idea down again, I was actually contemplating on whether to take the risk.

Holy shite.

"What are you thinking about?" Dominic asked me while the nurse was out getting me some painkillers and a slip for me to hold for my X-Ray when my name was called later.

"I'm thinkin' that you're dangerous, and that havin' you in me life would be doin' what Branna always wanted me to do, open up to someone. You're a risk that I'm thinkin' of takin'."

Dominic stared at me for a moment before he stepped forward and moved himself between my legs. "You want me?" he whispered.

I swallowed my pride. "You have to work on not makin' me so mad but yeah, I want you."

He cupped my cheeks with his hands and strummed his thumbs up and down.

"I'm not sayin' I'll be your girlfriend right away, I'm sayin' that I'm open to the idea."

He raised an eyebrow. "So I'm on a trial basis with you?"

I nodded. "Exactly, I just want to feel out how this could work with us before I put a title on us, is that okay with you?"

"Can I kiss you whenever I want?" he asked.

I rolled my eyes at him. "No kissin' in school because I'm not ready to deal with any of that drama, especially after what happened with Destiny, but in private? Sure."

"I'm fine with it then."

With that said, Dominic crushed his mouth to mine and forced his tongue into my mouth, making me gasp and grip his arm with my good hand.

I barely had a chance to kiss him back because suddenly his body and mouth weren't pressed against mine anymore. I opened my eyes and found he was across the room with a female on top of him, swinging her fists down on him.

The female was my sister, and she was beating the shite out of him.

Fuck!

"Are you sure you don't want to press charges, sweetie?"

I shook my head and scrubbed my face with my good hand while the female Garda asked Dominic the same question for the fifth time. She was young, twenty-five at the most, and was smiling and nodding her head at him every time he spoke, then cooing over him like the new nurse was when he winced over the needle digging into him while she stitched the cut under his eye that Branna's ring caused when she socked him.

"He already told you he doesn't want to press charges against me sister, why are you being so repetitive?" I asked the Garda, the snarl in my voice not going amiss.

The Garda snapped her gaze to me and glared. "It is me job to ask the victim of attacks these types of questions more than once to make sure they are solid on their decision."

Yeah, sure it was.

I scoffed and asked, "Is it also your job to flirt with said victim while his girlfriend is sat right next to him?"

The Garda had the decency to flush while the nurse stitching up Dominic's under eye went deathly quiet and stopped her cooing over him when he made noises of pain.

"Listen here, I wasn't flirtin'-"

"Yeah, you were, but you might as well give it up; he isn't interested in you. Right?" When I looked to Dominic, I found him already watching me, which made my insides jump a little because his gaze was dark, and it was entirely focused on me.

"Right." He grinned just as the nurse finished up his stitches and moved away from him but only by a couple of inches.

I nodded to him then looked back to the Garda. "See?"

The Garda was about to go off on me, but she stopped and gawked as Dominic cleared his throat then stretched his arms over his head, which caused his biceps, triceps, and all his other 'ceps to flex and contract. He was bare chested because Branna ripped his top when she 'attacked' him, and he had to throw it in the bin. I wasn't bothered by this, because he had such a sexy torso that I enjoyed getting the chance to admire it with my eyes.

Only my eyes weren't the sole pair doing the admiring and for the first time ever, I felt extremely jealous and extremely possessive of him. That's why I was pissy with the Garda and nurse; they openly raked their eyes over his body and shamelessly flirted with him while I sat right next to him. They mistakenly took me for his sister at one stage, which was fucked up. Dominic was smoking hot but he wasn't a damn God, I wasn't unworthy of possibly being his girlfriend no matter what anyone thought. He had flaws that his looks didn't cover, and I had been the one turning him down for the past few weeks, so clearly it's not as far-fetched of an idea as these women thought it was.

"Your tattoo is gorgeous," the nurse's voice said breaking me from my thoughts.

The Garda nodded her head in agreement.

I had a feeling I was about to be arrested for slapping both these fools upside the head if they didn't quit while they were ahead.

"Thanks ladies, my girlfriend agrees with you both." Dominic smiled and put his left arm around my waist.

Both the women openly frowned at his gesture, and it made me roll my eyes. They looked like they were given a puppy only for it to be taken away again.

"Is he finished here?" I asked the Garda and the nurse.

They both nodded even though I could tell they didn't want to.

"So can we leave then?" I asked, my tone completely snotty.

The Garda cut her eyes to me. "Do you have a problem-"

"Yeah, she does," Dominic cut the Garda off and smiled to her. "She sprained her hand a few hours ago and hasn't had any painkillers yet. We're collecting them from the twenty-four hour chemist on our way home as soon as I'm done here."

The Garda smiled to Dominic again, and I inwardly cursed her. She was clearly crap at her job if it all it took was a good-looking lad to distract her.

"I'll discharge you now," the nurse beamed to Dominic.

I rolled my eyes wishing the nurse who wrapped up my hand earlier was here instead. She was cool and not perverted like this young nurse.

"I'm done here, too, unless you do want to press charges. We can take this down to the station if you do."

I fucking bet she would just love to take him somewhere she had easy access to handcuffs!

"No thank you, I'm set on my decision." Dominic smiled again.

The Garda nodded, said goodbye, and then left the room.

I fumed quietly for a few moments until I felt his eyes staring at me.

"What?" I mumbled without looking at him.

"You're so fucking sexy," he growled and leaned into me, latching his lips onto my neck and sucking.

My body jerked as I jumped up away from him.

"Stop that, anyone could walk in here!" I scowled.

He only grinned at me. "Like I care, you being jealous and possessive of me has me hard as diamond. I fucking love this side of you."

Hard as diamond?

Oh, God!

"Dominic," I gasped as I felt the blood rush up my neck to my cheeks.

He laughed at me. "You're going from sexy as fuck to adorable as hell. You're killing me here!"

I glared at him. "I'm about to kill you if you don't cut this out, I don't like it."

"Why are you crossing your legs then?" he asked me, grinning.

I looked down at myself and inwardly scowled. I was crossing my legs, and it was only then that I noticed the aching pain between my legs. I absentmindedly closed my legs to try and ease the ache, and Dominic noticed.

"Shut up!"

He smiled at me. "If you come over to me, I'll take that ache away and turn it into immense pleasure."

I felt my core throb; the ache was hurting me so bad like it needed to be rubbed away. I squeezed my thighs tighter together, and it made Dominic lick his lips.

"I bet you're wet for me; I can practically feel how hot you are for me from all the way over here," he purred.

I closed my eyes and tried to ignore him and the throbbing.

"Come over to me, baby," he purred again.

I could feel my legs move before my brain registered anything; I opened my eyes when my knees knocked against Dominic's. He was grinning at me as he leaned his head down and brushed his nose against mine.

"What are you feeling right now? Tell me, pretty girl."

My breathing got a little heavier as I opened my mouth and said, "I feel hot… and achy."

Dominic nodded like he understood exactly how I was feeling.

"Is it a teasing ache?" he whispered, brushing his lips over mine.

I nodded. "Uh huh."

Dominic sucked my bottom lip into his mouth for a moment, then released it. "Your body knows what it wants and the more you hold back, the more that pretty little clit of yours pulses away as it demands my attention. It wants just my attention, right?"

I felt my knees buckle a little, so I used my good hand to latch onto Dominic's bare shoulder. I squeezed it when his hands came around my waist then drifted south and gripped my behind.

"Why are you doin' this to me? I'll kill you for this when I'm thinkin' clearly," I groaned and kissed him when he slapped my left arse cheek.

He kissed me hard and deep as he slid his right hand around to the front of my jeans and flicked his fingers over the front, unbuttoning and unzipping them within seconds.

"Dominic, please," I breathed against his mouth.

I wasn't sure if I was asking him not to touch me or begging him to touch, my mind was beyond dazed right now.

"Just relax baby and let me take care of you," he whispered as he dipped his hand down into the front of my knickers.

I gasped when his finger slid between my smooth, wet folds followed by his thumb that brushed over the tiny bundle of nerves that was causing me such aching pains.

"Bronagh, baby, you're fucking soaked," Dominic groaned as he caught my mouth in a kiss.

I couldn't kiss him back properly at all because when his thumb began a lazy pace of rotation around my swollen clit it caused me to go cross-eyed.

"Oh, God," I breathed against Dominic's mouth.

He watched my face like what I was feeling somehow projected onto my facial expressions.

"Eyes on me," he ordered.

The throbbing intensified with his demands, and the need to have him touch me all over was becoming unbearable.

"Yes, yes! Don't stop," I pleaded and forced my eyes to stay on his.

"Does that feel good, pretty girl?" he whispered, rotating his thumb faster.

My hips bucked, and he smiled. "I'll take that as a yes, open your legs a little wider for me."

I shamelessly did as he asked and moaned a little out louder when he slid his finger down my folds and carefully dipped inside of me.

"That's a tight fit for just one finger babe, I can't wait to feel you wrapped around my cock. You're going to be the undoing of me, pretty girl, I know it."

After a few pumps of his fingers in and out of me, he moved back to my clit and rotated with a faster pace than before, and it had me making noises I didn't know I could make.

"Oh God," I gasped when I felt like my body was about to light on fire. "Okay, you can stop n-now Dominic it's gettin' too much I c-can't-"

"You're about to come baby, that's all that is. Let me make you come, pretty girl," Dominic spoke over me and took my mouth in his when I began to moan out loud.

He held his free hand tightly around me and when I tried to pull away from him, he gripped me even harder.

It was too much, I couldn't take the sensation Dominic was causing, and I was about to scream for him to stop when dots suddenly spotted my vision and my body went limp as a hot tingling sensation attacked my body in waves, making me jerk and buck in his arms.

After a minute or two I blinked my eyes open, when sound and sight returned to me, and I was met with Dominic's face that was sporting a shit-eating grin.

"You look so fucking hot when you come, pretty girl," he said and he slowly removed his hands from my underwear and lifted it to his mouth where he licked and sucked his fingers clean. "Hmm, you taste even better."

That was the moment that I chose to feel mortified. He… he just tasted me on his fingers, the fingers that were inside me.

Oh my God, what did I just do?

"Oh, Jesus," I breathed and looked down making Dominic lightly chuckle.

"Don't do it, Bronagh. Don't be embarrassed about what just happened. It was fucking beautiful, and I won't let you play it off as anything but, do you understand me?"

I couldn't speak to him, I couldn't even look at him, so he lifted my head by my chin until my gaze found his.

"Understand me?" he repeated.

I groaned. "I can't not be embarrassed! You… you just did that to me and then you… you-"

"Licked your come off my fingers? Yeah, I did, so what? It tasted great, and I'm already looking forward to seconds."

Oh, my fucking God!

"Dominic! Don't say stuff like that to me, I've never done anythin' like this before, ever. Well, except for the times we almost did it in your bedroom but still, this is huge for me, and I don't know how to process what I'm feelin'-"

"Baby, you need to take a breath and calm the fuck down. This is natural, you had an orgasm, an orgasm that I made you have. Big fucking deal, it made you feel incredible, so why should you be embarrassed about that? I'm your boyfriend, this is what I'm good for. It's pretty much all I'm good for."

I heard what he said, and I forced my mind to be as relaxed as my body was. Dominic was right – I'll never admit it though – this wasn't a big deal. If anything, it was an amazing thing because it clearly showed I had trust in him because I've never let any boy touch me like that before. He was the first, so yeah, this was a big step, a good step.

"I thought I said you're on a trial basis with me before I put a title on us?" I said and lazily smiled, which Dominic laughed at.

He kindly overlooked the fact that I titled myself as his girlfriend when the Garda was questioning him and that was good because so did I.

"Yeah, well, I'm promoting myself to boyfriend because I made you feel drunk on an orgasm. You're welcome by the way." He smirked.

I rolled my eyes. "I don't know why I bothered even saying you're on a trial basis with me, as soon as I said I'd take a risk with you, you pretty much took up root that you were me fella, right?"

Dominic shrugged. "Pretty much. I was going to let you think the ball was in your court and that you had all the power but as you already found out, I've all the power in the world right here in my fingertips." He grinned and wiggled his fingers at me making me flush.

"You're a dick, stop embarrassin' me!"

He chuckled. "I'm sorry."

I punched his arm with my good hand. "No, you aren't, you bastard!"

Dominic laughed and put his arms around me, hugging me to him. "You've made me happy, you know that, right?"

I smiled as my stomach fluttered.

I put my arm around him. "Yeah? Well, I'm happy too as long as you don't do somethin' to make me want to kill you."

He snorted and kissed the crown of my head. "Yeah, let's see how long that will last, shall we?"

I rolled my eyes and looked at his sore eye and frowned before murmuring, "For once I'd like to see your face without bruises or a cut."

Dominic smiled. "Sorry babe, cuts and bruises are part of a package deal you get once you start dating me."

I rolled my eyes. "Do you have to fight at Darkness? I mean, why can't you take up a hobby that won't possibly cause brain damage or other major bodily harm?"

Dominic looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "We're officially dating two minutes and already you're nagging me about fighting, really?"

I rolled my eyes and pulled back away from him a little. "I'm not naggin' you, I'm just askin' you questions. Sorry if I want to see you unharmed for a change."

He sighed and looked down at me. "Don't get pissy with me. I don't want to have our first official fight as a couple in a hospital examination room."

I raised my eyebrow. "Where would you like to have it then if not here?"

"In my bedroom where you can scream, shout, and throw things at me while I duck and try to avoid being hit by said objects. Then when you're least expecting it I can come at you, get you on my bed, and fuck you into submission or until you forget what I did to make you mad at me. It's easier to have makeup sex where we're comfortable."

Was he serious?

I gaped at him. "You're un-fuckin'-believable!"

He smiled. "I know, right?"

I didn't mean that as a compliment, and he knew it!

I shook my head at him. "Can we leave? I just want to go home. I've seen enough of this hospital to last me a lifetime."

The only good thing that came out of Branna bursting into the triage nurse's examination room and attacking Dominic like a wild animal was that I got bumped up to first on the list to see a doctor right along with Dominic. He needed stitches after Branna was peeled off him, but it cut our waiting time down by ninety percent, which I was happy about.

After being bumped to the top of the list, I got my X-Rays and found out that my hand wasn't broken after all. It was only sprained, which I was also happy about, because I didn't have to wear a cast for six weeks, instead just a tight bandage wrap until my muscles healed.