Late Night with Andres by Anastasia Debra

Author:Anastasia, Debra [Anastasia, Debra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Omnific Publishing
Published: 2013-10-27T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Honey

MILLA HUGGED THE NECK of the policeman. He wore just a black T-shirt and a pair of pants with lots of pockets. Mentally she thanked the designer of this new Friday-casual style for cops. Because it was really working for this guy.

“Will the bomb go off?” She spoke into his neck.

His chest rumbled as he answered her. “Hasn’t yet. So I hope not. How’re ya feeling? The foot?”

As if his words dissipated the adrenaline that had kept her foot from killing her, it was instantly white hot and throbbing again. She glanced over his shoulder and noticed the drops of blood she was leaving like a Goth version of Gretel. “Hurts.” She could barely make the word come out of her mouth. Then she felt like a baby because obviously, Sydney was so much worse off.

“My paramedics will get you cleaned right up and get you some painkillers.” He turned his face to give her a sympathy smile with his totally white freaking teeth.

“Can they inject it right into my eyes? I feel like my foot’s on fire.” She started to wiggle and struggle against the pain.

The policeman took the stairs like he carried girls around for a living. He only stopped once to adjust her. When they hit the side door, Milla took a deep breath of the fresh night air. Instantly her vision was blown apart by cameras flashing. She buried her face in Rocco’s chest out of instinct. Then she thought of her ass. Her ass was most likely hanging out of her underwear.

“My ass.” She wiggled again.

“On it. Can I get a blanket?” A cover was thankfully draped over her.

“Why are they here? Oh, wait, Gage. ”

Milla tried to look at the crowd she could hear mulling around. Rocco used his chin to keep her in place.

“They like you too. This whole thing has been broadcast live.” Rocco stepped into an ambulance and set Milla down on a gurney.

The doors closed and she was finally able to take stock of her surroundings. The paramedics were comforting with their quick actions, though Milla recoiled from their touch a few times.

“Brun, did you grab her toe?” a female EMT asked.

“Sorry, I didn’t see it, and they were doing the dismantle. You think there’s anything worth saving? I thought it would’ve been blown to bits.”

Rocco worked his way past Milla. “I’ve got to get back in there. If I see any toes, you get ’em. ” He smiled and patted her shoulder.

Milla frowned at the callous attitude toward her baby toe. She heard the back door open, and in rushed a million questions all running together: “SheDyingWillShePoseForPlayboyGageDaxsonDying?” The door slammed shut, trapping the questions outside. Milla interrupted the paramedic readying a vial of injectable drugs.

“How’s Sydney? How’s Gage? Did someone call my mom?”

He answered while he tied off her arm with a strip of rubber. “The bodyguard’s going into surgery soon, I’m sure. His vitals were good. He’s a brave guy.”

He slid the needle into her vein, and soon she felt cloudy and fuzzy.

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