Saint (McTiernan Clan Series) by AJ Fallow

Author:AJ Fallow [Fallow, AJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-01-11T00:00:00+00:00

Getting shot sucked. Waiting was even worse.

24 hours turned into a week, because, apparently, the pavement behind a dumpster isn't the most sanitary place in the world. The ensuing infection wasn't too bad, but it left me shivering and sulking and absolutely miserable, unable to think of anything else but Emilia.

I thought I'd been a lovesick, sorry bastard before, but that was nothing to the level of desperation I was at now. Her face was the last thing I thought of every night, and the first thing on my mind when I woke up in the mornings, when I wasn't stuck in a drug-addled haze from the painkillers. Not hearing from her for so long left me in a tailspin.

What a fucking mess my life was. I spent all my time lying on my back with nothing to do but stare at the ceiling and think about her, our brief time together running on repeat in my brain. Especially those last moments. That one, heart-stopping moment of terror when I thought she'd been shot, followed by relief that quickly soured when I saw how scared she was. Running from her family with my blood on her hands. I didn't know if she'd gotten home okay, or if her stepbrothers suspected anything. Luca seemed like he'd had the bit between his teeth that night, and I wanted to believe that he would make sure Emilia was all right, but believing it wasn't the same as knowing it.

And most of all, I didn't know if she'd ever want to see me again.

I couldn't have illustrated our situation more poignantly if I tried. Two families, divided. Out for blood. Her on one side and me on the other.

Sounded like a story I knew. One didn't end to well.

I loved her. I wasn't sure if I could live with us never being together. But the thought of her getting hurt--or worse--because of me was too much to bear.

I was unraveling at the seams.

I couldn't sleep. I couldn't eat. The only time I felt anything close to normal was when I was taking the pain meds, and even then, everything was muted and dulled. My world had narrowed to the pain in my leg and the longing in my heart. I hadn't spoken to anyone in days, and they'd let me be. I was thankful for that. I couldn't stand to be around people right now, not like this.

I stared blankly at the ceiling. The sun was going down, and it cast the room in long shadows. The bedside clock read 8:53PM. My leg throbbed, and I glared at the line of pill bottles on the bedside table.

Fuck this.

I flipped off the covers and tried to stand. My leg shrieked in protest, but after dry swallowing a double dose of pain pills and a couple extra antibiotics for good measure, the pain retreated to something I could live with.

My head swam as I dragged myself across the room to the closet, but the room leveled out after a couple minutes.

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