Kissing the Boss
The idea of Uncle Bru having to clean up all the blood that was no-doubt seeping from my head wound was kind of worrisome.
Other than that, I was actually fine with staying right there, in coma land.
With Ezra.
“Kaitlynn?” A sexy male hand waved in front of my face. Then his face appeared in front of me, his blue eyes squinted with concern. “You still with me, Yellow?”
I nodded, only to answer, “I dunno. I think maybe you fucked me stupid.”
He laughed.
I seriously loved his laugh.
Hooking his hands under my armpits, he answered, “Not possible. You’re still too adorably witty to be stupid yet. But maybe after a few more rounds…” He shrugged and grinned, insinuating that anything was possible.