Filthy : AN AGE GAP, ANTI-HERO, MAFIA ROMANCE (THE FIVE POINTS' MOB COLLECTION Book 1) by Serena Akeroyd

Author:Serena Akeroyd [Akeroyd , Serena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Serena Akeroyd Publishing Ltd.
Published: 2020-09-08T18:30:00+00:00

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Aoife

“It’s itchy.”

“Tough.”

“I’m horny.”

“Me too.”

“I don’t want to stay in bed.”

“I wish I could.”

Finn had an answer for every statement, and it usually had me wanting to throw the remote at him.

As he pressed the tray to my lap, I stared at the delicious plate of food mulishly. “Please, Finn.”

“You’re not supposed to be sitting up for long.”

I’d developed anemia and that, alongside a potassium deficiency, was making me tired as hell.

“I won’t be sitting up. I’ll be lying down. Please. I hate being in bed without you.” I knew I was whining, but from my recuperation in the hospital to moving home, Finn had turned into a Drill Sergeant.

He monitored what I ate, handed me my meds, and generally acted like a pain in the ass.

He also watched me shower. Helped me. Not to cop a feel but to make sure I didn’t fall over.

Sigh.

He grunted at my words as he took a seat next to me on the bed. “Eat,” he commanded, and because he could be a pushy pain in the ass if I didn’t, and because if I tried to eat, he might concede, I picked up the spoon and ate some soup.

I didn’t want it, but I ate it anyway.

I hated soup. I mean, it tasted good, but it was wet and thick and just, ugh, no.

Running a hand through his hair, he admitted, “I like you in the study with me, Aoife, but…”

“But?” I asked, my tone so eager I wanted to roll my eyes. At my-damn-self!

I sounded like a puppy dog desperate for a belly rub.

Although, that didn’t sound like such a bad idea at the moment.

A bit further down would be perfect, though.

“You don’t want to overhear the conversations I’m having.”

I wasn’t certain how he was pulling it off, but Finn hadn’t left my side since I’d been shot. Even when he’d showered, he’d used one somewhere in the hospital and had come back dressed in scrubs.

McDreamy had nothing on my guy.

When I’d seen him, I’d told him that if the Mob became too much of a hassle, he should go into acting. His brothers had hooted, and he’d smirked at me, but under his eyes, those sharp cheekbones of his had been dusky with embarrassment.

“You think I don’t know you’re plotting the demise of a bunch of Colombians?” I tried to sound laissez-faire and knew I didn’t pull it off when he shot me a look.

“Think of it as chess. It’s easier.”

That had me scowling. “They’re just like us.”

“They’re nothing like us,” he spat, and his sudden burst of temper had me jolting in bed. Of course, because I was on a stupid soft-foods diet, the damn soup sloshed everywhere.

When it spilled onto my lap, I yelped and Finn, eyes wide, grabbed the tray and nearly threw it on the floor as he tugged the comforter away.

The near panic on his face had me tugging my sleep shirt away from my thighs with one hand, and then grabbing his hand with the other.

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