I sigh. I had thought of this, but I am not sure what the right move is. For once, I hesitate before making a decision.
“For now, nothing. I need to talk to Sofia in the morning. Either you or Gio need to sit with Matteo tonight. Come get me if you need me.”
I clap him on the shoulder.
“Thank you for tonight. For protecting her.”
“Of course, Bash.”
I turn to leave but pause at the door.
“Out of curiosity, how did both women end up shirtless?”
He chuckles. “They are fearless, that’s how. Neither one was worried about themselves. They did what they had to protect Matteo. To protect OUR family.”
I smile, but he can’t see it.
“That makes them family then.”
Sofia
I snuggle into the warmth of my bed. I cannot believe how comfy it feels this morning. Usually I can feel the spring digging into my back. I also usually feel more exhausted than when I went to sleep. The hazards of being a beggar instead of a chooser.
I have a feeling that I had a bad dream last night, but I shake it off. I often have nightmares and I usually try not to think about them much once I wake up.
An arm around my waist squeezes and my eyes shoot open. This time I recognize the room I am in. For the second day in a row, I awake in Bash’s bed, only this time he is behind me being a big spoon.
I think about pulling away, but then memories from last night flood into my memory. That bad dream I had? Yeah that was real. I jump up and look back to Bash. He lies there looking every bit of tired as I am sure he feels.
“I need to check on Matt.”
I turn to leave, but he calls out to me.
“Tesoro, you might want to put on some pants.”
I look down and see that I am in the shirt he pulled over my head, but that I am indeed not wearing any pants.
“How dare you take advantage of me?”
I go to the dresser drawer that I found yesterday holds pajama’s and pull on the first pair I find. They don’t fit me quite right, but they will have to do. I roll up the bottoms and tie them tight, so they won’t fall down. I look under my shirt and see that my bra is also absent. I notice some dried blood on me, but I don’t stop to think about it.
I spot the bra at the end of the bed along with my pants. I turn and find Bash chuckling.
“You asshole. Did you get a good feel?” I growl at him.
“Tesoro, I didn’t touch you. You stood up in the middle of the night and peeled off your pants. Then you pulled your bra up and threw them at the end of the bed. I had nothing to do with it.”
I see the enjoyment in his eyes as he grins at me.
Shit.
He probably is telling the truth. Ever since I left Ryan I have woken to find myself naked. I think it is because he always made me wear the heaviest pajamas to bed which overheated me. Now whenever I feel warm, I peel off clothes. I am surprised that I am still wearing panties and a shirt.
“Sorry.” I shrug. “I need to see Matt.”
I see a flash of jealousy pass over his face before he jumps up. I mentally berate myself for not enjoying his naked torso more while I had the chance, but shake the thoughts away. I shouldn’t be thinking about that. I need to check on my body guard who I almost got killed.
I watch as Bash crosses to my side of the bed and reaches into a different drawer and pulls out a t-shirt. He pulls it over his head then walks out the door. He pokes his head back in when I don’t follow.
