Beau
Fuck! Getting shot at was a bummer. And if there was one thing she hated the most, it was being coddled.
Her independent streak was rearing its head. She had sworn to poison Dominic with belladonna if she could her hands on one.
For two whole weeks, she had been confined to this bed. The wallpaper had made her dizzy from staring at it all day. She had memorized every pattern she could decipher, even made equations. And answered them in different ways.
And there was one more thing that aggravated her the most. Those f*****g painkillers had her knocked out all the damn time!
She and Dominic had barely spoken, other than civilized questions -the usual good morning and good night and how are you phrases- he made it a point to avoid her.
Well, except at night. He retired to their be
