Page 70 of Made in Malice
“Semantics.” I open the passenger door of my Bentayga and wave her in. It’s another first for me, but I want to make sure she doesn’t run off.
“Try not to slam my legs in the door,” she grumbles as she lowers herself into the seat. I bend down, putting my face right next to hers.
“Someday, I’m going to shove something in your mouth to keep you quiet.”
“I’ll bite it.” She’s glaring up at me with unrestrained rage, but that’s not all. Her nipples are hard, and her pupils are blown wide. She can pretend she doesn’t like me all she wants, but I know the truth. She probably wants me just as badly as I want her, and it’s killing both of us.
“I can’t fucking wait.” I slam the door on her shocked expression.
NOX
I knew I shouldn’t have let Lucian leave. I also knew exactly where he would end up when I did. I hoped he would be able to fix the mess he got himself in, but I was fucking wrong.
Lucian: Meet me at Trinity Hospital.
Me: What the fuck?
It takes me less than ten minutes to make it to the nearest mainland hospital, and as soon as I arrive, I call Lucian. “I swear to fuck if you did something to her that put her in the hospital, you’ll end up next to her.”
“I called Dr. Amboni to look at her arm. Apparently, she hurt it when she fell the other night,” he answers, ignoring my threat.
“And she’s just now getting it looked at?”
“We’re in radiology,” is all he says before hanging up on me.
The only open entrance is the ER, so I jog up to the door and go to the reception desk. “How do I get to radiology?”
The woman seated at the counter gawks up at me. I’m used to it. Looking like I do and being covered in tattoos tends to draw attention. I usually don’t give a fuck, but she’s acting like I’m about to pull a machete out of my fucking pants and slaughter the waiting room.
“Imaging, X-ray.” I knock on the desk to get her brain rebooted.
“Do you need to be seen by a doctor?” She moves a computer mouse around on the desk and breaks eye contact with me.
“No, I need to get to someone who’s already back there,” I announce impatiently.
“So you’re here to see someone in the ER?”
I hate to use my name, but I’m this fucking close to telling this chick that if she doesn’t get me back there, I’m going to call her boss and make sure she gets fired.
“Morningstar?” a guy says, holding open a heavy door.
I don’t bother saying anything else to the girl before heading toward the male nurse who called my name. He blinks at me and shakes his head. He must have already seen Lucian, which means he thinks he’s seeing him again, or maybe he thinks he’s going crazy.
“Weren’t you…” He leaves the question open.
“Twin,” I answer so he’ll get his ass moving. I need to know if my brother was really telling the truth about her injury or if he really is unhinged. I never thought he would hurt a woman, but he’s been filled with rage since our parents died and keeping it all locked away. It’s probably my fault. He’s been taking care of me, so there’s been no time for him to deal with his own shit. I’m still going to kick his ass though.
“Man, you guys must be identical,” the nurse comments, but I ignore him as I see Nova being guided out of a room with a wide door.
“Nox?” She tilts her head when she sees me.
Someday, I’m going to get her to tell me how she can tell the difference between us, but now’s not the time. “What happened?”
“I can take you back to the room,” the girl who’s with her says, including me in her offer.
“He’s being dramatic, as usual,” Nova responds while we allow ourselves to be led to the room.
Lucian shoves off the wall in the hallway as soon as we turn the corner, and the girl in scrubs does a double take. Usually, I get off on this kind of shit, fucking with people’s heads, but I don’t have the time or the desire now.