Chapter TwelvePavielle sat beside Vayda’s bed with her fingers interlocked between his. Vayda suffered a concussion, two broken ribs and a fractured skull.
“You mean that girl that broke into the house is Nightmare’s woman?” Vayda questioned from the bed with lines running across her forehead. Her face was swollen and her head was bandaged up, as well as her ribs. Bobby Blue had put hands on that ass.
“Yeah,” Pavielle nodded as he caressed his fiancée’s hand lovingly, “She’s still alive, too. They’ve got her down the hall.”
“With all of those holes you put in her?” she lifted her eyebrows surprised. “The Lord must really be watching over her ass.”
“That’s what I said.” Pavielle wore an expression that let her know that he was just as surprised as she was. As soon as he had popped Bobby
