Kiss My Pucking Bass (Kings Of Denver Book 3) by Sheridan Anne

Author:Sheridan Anne [Anne, Sheridan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-01-29T13:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

CHARLI

There’s nothing more satisfying than playing nurse to Xander Phillips.

When Micky came pounding at my door last night, I’d been all snuggled up in my bed, fast asleep. He had gotten only halfway through his explanation before I bolted down the stairs, desperate to check on Xander.

His shirt was off, and I noticed the cuts and bruising to his chest first, then of course, the devastating bruising across his ribs. I don’t doubt there’s a broken bone in there somewhere, but Xander is a stubborn asshat and refuses to get checked out, saying he’s had more than enough broken ribs to know how to care for them.

My eyes traveled up to his face and took in the lump on the side of his temple, and it was clear someone had done a number on him.

Seeing him like that took me by surprise. After seeing him fight all those weeks ago, I’ve seen Xander as invincible. Untouchable. No one could take him down. Until I learned he was up against four of them and a baseball bat. I mean, he’s incredible, but he’s still human.

Anger tore through me. Without even hearing the explanation, I knew what had happened. I was so stupid to assume it was over. I can’t help but feel this is all my fault. If I hadn’t flushed the pills, they wouldn’t have come after me. I could have just left and that would have been it. I never would have seen them again. Or maybe if I’d just stayed there and never met Xander in the first place, he’d be safe and sound in his own bed, pain free. But instead, I brought this down on him.

I hate myself for the harm my actions have caused, and I will spend every day of forever trying to make it up to him.

Xander puts on a brave face all night, but underneath the stubborn facade, I know he’s in a lot of pain. Not that the big idiot would ever admit to it.

I wake early on Saturday morning after feeling like shit all night. Each time Xander moved in his sleep he would cringe and grunt in pain. I tried to give him space, but he would just keep pulling me back to him. It was like sleeping on eggshells. I was terrified of making a single move.

I dash around my room pulling on my jeans and boots before searching high and low for my favorite bra. Finding it hanging from the ceiling fan, I reach up, barely being able to grip the fabric, and yank it down. I’m unable to help the wicked grin stretching across my face as I’m putting it on, remembering exactly how it got up there in the first place.

After pulling on a shirt, I head to the bathroom and brush my teeth before ducking back into the bedroom and leaning down to press my lips to Xander’s.

He wakes with my touch, and his arms fly up and around my neck, holding me to him so he can take advantage of my kiss.

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