Close quarters

Gwen's pov:

I woke to the loud thumping from the next room. At first I didn't remember that I had brought Cristóbal Márquez into my home last night. Then I saw the half open first aid box and I remembered what had happened last night.

I quickly rushed to the room, opened with the key that I left in the key. I actually locked the door last night and forgot I left someone in there.

When I stepped inside, I saw Cristóbal near the door on the floor, he was glaring at me. I rushed to him “you shouldn't have left the bed”.

I helped him up, he still doesn't say anything and moved him to bed. “You can't move around like that” I said, I was really concerned about what if stitches had opened.

“Why did you lock the door?” He asked, grabbing my chin, sinking his fingers into my cheeks. Tears welled up in my eyes due to the pain he is causing.

He removed his fingers, I backed away. “Don’t take your frustrations out on me. I am not the one who got stabbed in the first place” I snapped, I won't let anyone walk over me in my home.

He chuckled slowly, “You amuse me” he slumped against the bed. I moved closer to him, I don't understand him. One minute he is angry and next he is amused.

“You are bleeding” my eyes widened as I saw the blood stained bandage, He looked down at his wound like it was nothing.

“Erm first. Let's get you clean” my hands grab his torn shirt, trying unbutton his shirt. I was already in my nurse mode. His large hands grabbed mine. He was looking down at our hand.

Before his eyes met mine, I noticed how light his blue eyes were. “If you badly want to me to f**k you, you just have to say the word” he said and there was arrogance in his damn voice.

I yanked my hands from him and stepped back, Heat rushed to my face. “What! I was just trying to help you and you are not my type” I scoffed, trying to cover my embarrassment. He is so full of himself.

Arrogant bastard.

“Are you sure? chiquita (Cutie)” he said, as if he wanted me to think about what I just said and fall into his arms. He unbuttoned his shirt and slipped off his body.

“Glad you can help us yourself” I sassed, He chuckled. My eyes fell on his body, tattoos and scars scattered on his chest up to his neck, My eyes fell on his abs and I started to count in my mind. One…two…three…four…five…six. Fucking six pack, usually when girls gushed about a male body, I find it annoying. Maybe I could relate to them now.

“Do you enjoy the view?. You should learn how to close your mouth when you are surprised. Princesa” He mocked.

I shot him a look before schooling my expression. “I am not looking at you” I lied through my teeth.

“Mentirosita(little liar)” he murmured, his eyes didn't leave me, He had a smirk on his lips.

“Since you can use your mouth perfectly. I hope you can walk to the bathroom” I pointed to the closed door, that is facing the bed. “And over there is some clean clothes, I will come back here in fifteen minutes with first aid box” I turned to walk away. My face already heating up as I remember what had happened few moments ago.

“Gwen”

I turned to look at him, his face was expressionless. “Don't speak a word of me being here, if you do…” he had that annoying smirk again on his face. “I am sure by now you know the consequences”.

My eyes fell on the gun beside him, I was a little shaken for a moment. I have forgotten his criminal.

“Asshole” I hissed before walking out of the room.