Page 47 of Traitor
“I don’t want to do anything that puts her in jeopardy, period.”
He smiled kindly. “Good. Make sure she listens to her body. If she’s one to push herself? Make sure you’re paying attention to her and make her get off her feet ifyoufeel she’s getting sick but doesn’t want to say anything.”
I looked back at Char. “How long will she be out?”
He started packing up his things. “Probably until this evening. She should be up in time for a 6:00PM dinner, but if she’s not up by then, let her rest. She needs it.”
After escorting the doctor out my front door, I turned my eyes to the ceiling. The idea of working this evening while she was here, all drugged up and in pain, killed me inside. But, it had to happen. I pulled out my phone and sent off a quick text message, making sure the plan formulating in my head for tonight would work.
And after I got the ‘okay’, I started getting ready.
Time to put this all to bed indefinitely.
* * *
When I opened my eyes I found myself in a familiar room, but I heard foreign beeping sounds all around me. I turned my head and a blinding pain shot down my neck, causing me to pause in my tracks.
And when I groaned, I felt the bed to my left dip.
“Char, can you hear me?”
Teo’s voice tugged a grin across my cheeks. “Hiya, handsome.”
He chuckled. “How are you feeling?”
I yawned. “Tired. And my neck hurts.”
“Do you know where you are?”
I peeked up at him with one eye. “You’re worrying me, what’s going on?”
He bent forward and kissed my forehead. “The doctor has you set up on an I.V. and some breathing tubes. And some heavy pain medication.”
I paused. “Your bedroom.”
His eyes met mine. “You did nothing wrong. The doctor thinks that our little… punishment session… kicked up a concussion you have that isn’t quite healed yet.”
Lorenzo.“I thought it was all better.”
His face fell. “You knew you had a concussion?”
I shrugged. “I assumed I did, with some of the things that happened. But, after a few days the pain went away and I didn’t have any other issues with it.”
Something akin to relief washed over Teo’s face, and I wondered why. However, I was too tired and in too much pain to ask.
“I have to go out this evening and meet with someone for dinner, but I’ll be back as soon as possible,” he said.
I sighed. “Are you sure you have to go?”
He ran his thumb across my lower lip. “I’ll make it quick, I promise. In the meantime, my head of security is going to be taking care of you. My chef has soup and fresh bread waiting if you get hungry, and there will be an endless supply of nice, cold ice water for you to drink.”
I giggled softly. “My hero.”
He grinned wildly. “I’ll be home soon. I promise.”
I was so washed away with relief and ecstasy that it didn’t even occur to me to warn him about Lorenzo’s plans. He had plans to backstab everyone. He had plans to bury everyone in sight as deeply as he could. And by the time it occurred to me that this was something Teo needed to know, he was already out the door.
Shit.
