Mob Princess (The O’Rourke Brotherhood Book 3) by Sabine Barclay & Celeste Barclay

Author:Sabine Barclay & Celeste Barclay [Barclay, Sabine & Barclay, Celeste]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Oliver Heber Books
Published: 2024-07-09T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Sean

Motherfucking son of a goddamn bitch.

Jesus, Mary, and Joseph. My Catholic grandmothers are doing cartwheels in their graves at my blasphemy. But holy fuck this hurts. This hurts more than the time Maks Kutsenko shot me for punching Bogdan after that shitwad tried to knife Dillan. This hurts more than the time Jorge Diaz shot me after I shot him. I didn’t have a reason other than he pisses me the fuck off, and I didn’t feel like looking at him. Mom said I got what I deserved for that one.

My throat burns as I come round, but the pain in my back and ribs threatens to make me pass out all over again.

Shite balls. Mom and Da are going to be so pissed. At least it wasn’t Mom’s carpet I bled on this time. She hates the smell of that carpet cleaner she insists upon using. It takes weeks to go away. If she’d just use the stuff our guys use when⁠—

“Sean.”

I didn’t imagine that, did I?

“Lina?”

“Yes, nounours. What are you saying about carpet cleaner? I don’t understand.”

I said that out loud?

“Lina! Lina!”

I struggle to get my eyes open. I need to find her. I need to hold her. Did they shoot her too?

“Shh, nounours. I’m right here. I thought you were already awake. Shh.”

My eyes finally pry open as a cool hand strokes my forehead. She’s leaning over me, and I have the most glorious view down her dress.

“You have the most sensational bre⁠—”

Her hand covers my mouth as I reach for her. I hear laughter, and I realize we’re not alone. She straightens, and I see Cormac and Seamus.

“Feck off. Way to ruin the dream I was waking up to. Go away and let me say hello to my girlfriend properly.”

“Sean, they⁠—”

“They’ll be the next ones shot. Go away.”

Their laughter trails them to the door. When I’m certain we’re alone, my left arm—the one I can lift—wraps around Lina and tugs her to me. She scrambles not to land on me, but I only tighten my grip.

“Kiss.”

The fight goes out of her, and she presses her lips to mine. I probably should have brushed my teeth first.

Clearly, my thoughts aren’t entirely focused coming out of the anesthesia. But nothing feels better than having her pressed against me, her mouth opening to welcome me into it. It’s only when she shifts a couple times I realize the moveable bedrail must be cutting her in half. I let go and pull back, but she clutches my hospital gown and keeps me from ending the kiss. It’s only a few seconds more, but it makes me feel superhuman.

“I shouldn’t want to fuck a man who was unconscious five minutes ago.”

I laugh, but the pain in my side shoots into my chest and down my hip. Fucking hell. What hit me? A fucking cannonball?

“I’m awake now. If you’re in the mood…” I waggle my eyebrows at her.

“It’s nice to see you in such good spirits. The meds must be working.”

“If they are, I hate thinking what it would be like without them.

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