Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 112337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 562(@200wpm)___ 449(@250wpm)___ 374(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 562(@200wpm)___ 449(@250wpm)___ 374(@300wpm)
"Yeah, well, I'm promoting myself to boyfriend because I made you feel drunk on an orgasm. You're welcome by the way." He smirked.
I rolled my eyes. "I don't know why I bothered even saying you're on a trial basis with me, as soon as I said I'd take a risk with you, you pretty much took up root that you were me fella, right?"
Dominic shrugged. "Pretty much. I was going to let you think the ball was in your court and that you had all the power but as you already found out, I've all the power in the world right here in my fingertips." He grinned and wiggled his fingers at me making me flush.
"You're a dick, stop embarrassin' me!"
He chuckled. "I'm sorry."
I punched his arm with my good hand. "No, you aren't, you bastard!"
Dominic laughed and put his arms around me, hugging me to him. "You've made me happy, you know that, right?"
I smiled as my stomach fluttered.
I put my arm around him. "Yeah? Well, I'm happy too as long as you don't do somethin' to make me want to kill you."
He snorted and kissed the crown of my head. "Yeah, let's see how long that will last, shall we?"
I rolled my eyes and looked at his sore eye and frowned before murmuring, "For once I'd like to see your face without bruises or a cut."
Dominic smiled. "Sorry babe, cuts and bruises are part of a package deal you get once you start dating me."
I rolled my eyes. "Do you have to fight at Darkness? I mean, why can't you take up a hobby that won't possibly cause brain damage or other major bodily harm?"
Dominic looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "We're officially dating two minutes and already you're nagging me about fighting, really?"
I rolled my eyes and pulled back away from him a little. "I'm not naggin' you, I'm just askin' you questions. Sorry if I want to see you unharmed for a change."
He sighed and looked down at me. "Don't get pissy with me. I don't want to have our first official fight as a couple in a hospital examination room."
I raised my eyebrow. "Where would you like to have it then if not here?"
"In my bedroom where you can scream, shout, and throw things at me while I duck and try to avoid being hit by said objects. Then when you're least expecting it I can come at you, get you on my bed, and fuck you into submission or until you forget what I did to make you mad at me. It's easier to have makeup sex where we're comfortable."
Was he serious?
I gaped at him. "You're un-fuckin'-believable!"
He smiled. "I know, right?"
I didn't mean that as a compliment, and he knew it!
I shook my head at him. "Can we leave? I just want to go home. I've seen enough of this hospital to last me a lifetime."
The only good thing that came out of Branna bursting into the triage nurse's examination room and attacking Dominic like a wild animal was that I got bumped up to first on the list to see a doctor right along with Dominic. He needed stitches after Branna was peeled off him, but it cut our waiting time down by ninety percent, which I was happy about.
After being bumped to the top of the list, I got my X-Rays and found out that my hand wasn't broken after all. It was only sprained, which I was also happy about, because I didn't have to wear a cast for six weeks, instead just a tight bandage wrap until my muscles healed.
I checked my watch and groaned. "It's half twelve, I'm usually in bed two hours by now!"
Dominic started laughing at me, which made me frown.
"What?" I asked him.
"You go to sleep at ten thirty?" he asked, chuckling.
I huffed. "I can't help it, either I go to bed at that time, or I fall asleep where ever I am. I get up early so shut up."
Dominic only smiled at me and pulled me in for another hug. I pulled back from him when I heard someone clear their throat.
"You're discharged Mr. Slater, you're free to go."
I looked round to the nurse who looked sad that Dominic was leaving and rolled my eyes.
"Let's get goin' before she changes her mind and locks you in the supply room," I grunted to Dominic and pulled him from the examination bed by the hand and produced a fake smile as we passed the nurse.
Dominic thanked her to which she giggled at.
"Are you seriously jealous right now?" he asked, putting his arm around me from behind as we walked, which probably made us look funny with our height being so different.
"Jealous of her and everybody else in here eye fuckin' you? Nope, not jealous at all."
Dominic burst out laughing and kissed my cheek. "Eye fucking? That's funny, I like that."
I scoffed. "Of course you would."
He chuckled as we entered the lobby of the A&E and spotted my sister and Ryder, which made him unwrap his arms from around me and move to my side.
"Is it broken?" Branna asked me as she jumped up from her seat and shot forward to me.
She was made to leave by the hospital security when she attacked Dominic; one male Garda questioned her while the female bitch questioned/flirted with Dominic.
"No, just sprained it. I've to rest it for a couple of weeks. If the muscles don't strengthen in two weeks, then I've to come back but until then, I'm grand," I explained.
Ryder looked at Dominic after I spoke, shook his head at his bare chest and then focused on his eye. "How many stitches?" he asked.
"Eight," Dominic replied and cut his eyes to Branna.
She held up her hands. "I'm not apologisin' to you; me sister was hurt because of you tonight in more ways than one!"
I flushed. "Branna, it's over and done with so just forget it."
She looked like she wanted to argue but just nodded once at me.
"Come on, I'm bringin' you home in my car. Ryder is going with Dominic in theirs."