Page 29 of Her Noble Protector
“I’m fine, baby. Things got tougher than I thought, but I did what I had to do for you.”
The last two months had been strenuous, hard, and a test of my love for Sunni. I’d massacred an entire lineage. The blood on my hands in the last two months was more than my entire career. I was glad the mafia was only middle level. If they had more reach than they already possessed, I would have died.
During my time away from Sunni, I realized how serious my feelings for her truly were. Our love was unlike anything I’d ever experienced, and it kept me going when shit got hard in the trenches of the mafia world.
“Why didn’t you check in? How could you go so long without speaking to me? I didn’t know what was going on? I was so scared, Noble.” She wiped her eyes and scooted down to lay her head on my chest.
“I couldn’t risk putting you in danger or losing focus. You’re my strength, but you’re also my weakness. I lose myself when I’m with you, in the best way—which could be a liability. I was deep into the mission and couldn’t afford the distractions.”
“I don’t want to ever go that long without talking to you again. I mean it.”
I nodded slightly. “And we won’t ever go another day without talking to each other.”
“You scared me last night. You passed out, and I had to carry your big ass to the couch. First of all, you are solid as hell with all these muscles.”
“I need to get you into the gym, then.”
“No. You need to make sure you’re not attacked like that again.”
I chuckled, which turned into a hard grimace. “Fuck. I’m in a lot of pain.”
“You need to go to the doctor and get a full checkup.”
I shook my head. “Nah. I don’t do doctors.”
“Noble.”
“What?”
She sat up and peered at me with a look of genuine concern. “Don’t piss me off.”
“I’m not trying to piss you off. My injuries will heal.”
“They’ll heal a lot faster with proper care and treatment. Matter of fact . . .” Sunni scooted out of bed and grabbed her phone. She dialed a number and placed the phone up to her ear. She paced the floor as she spoke to someone.
“Hey, it’s Sunni Stone . . . Yes, it’s been a long time. I’m good. How are y’all doing?” She went back and forth with whoever was on the other line for a few minutes.
“I’m actually calling to see if you could do me a huge favor. My boyfriend has a few injuries I want taken care of privately. Can you do that for me?”
This woman was something else.
“Yay! When can you fit us into your schedule? Today? That’s actually perfect. We’ll head out soon. Send the invoice to my daddy.” She ended the call shortly after.
“Why did you waste your time like that? I’m not getting out of this bed, Sunni.”
“Noble Nash. I swear on everything I love, please don’t piss me off. You were gone two fuckin’ months. You don’t get to call any fuckin’ shots right now. I’m not gon’ threaten to beat your ass, because somebody has already done that, sopuh-leasejust follow directions.”
The smile was too strong to fight as I rolled over to sit on the edge of the bed. “Fine. I’m just not going to take any opioids. I can handle the pain while I heal. I don’t want to get addicted to anything while I recover.”
“I can respect that. Come on and let’s get you ready for your appointment.” Sunni disappeared into the bathroom to get the shower ready for us.
“You know I really love you, right? Let me heal, and you can meet me at the altar.”
She returned to my side and acted as my anchor as she led me into the bathroom. “I know. I feel the same way, baby. Once you’re healed, I’m going to show you parts of the world you’ve never seen before.”
I licked my lips and instantly regret aggravating the swollen flesh. Sunni had a way of making me feel things I’d never felt before.
This woman was something special.
