My mind was still clouded and my body exhausted, but I still couldn’t stand to see her cry like that.
“Come up,” I said, holding out my arm, inviting her to take the space next to me.
She shook her head, her brow furrowed. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You’re hurting my feelings and making me angry by not getting your ass next to mine right this instant.”
She jumped and nodded before gingerly, standing up and shuffling toward the edge of the bed. Gauze wrappings peeked out from the cuff of her hoodie, and various other bandages and butterfly stitches dappled her swollen face. I scooted over a bit, cringing against the spike of pain in my left arm. Her tear-filled eyes stared at me as she climbed on.
“Don’t think about it. Lie down. Now,” I ground out.
Once she settled in my arms, I le
