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Bailey

I sat in the patient room in the ER waiting for a doctor. When I looked over at Titan, his large body looked uncomfortable sitting in the small plastic chair next to my bed, but he didn’t complain.

“You didn’t have to wait with me but I’m glad you did.” I hated hospitals so I was truly appreciative of his company.

“It’s no problem.” He reached for my left hand and gave it a kiss.

I turned my head toward the door to hide my face so he couldn’t see my cheeks blush from that brief kiss. As I was looking through the glass door, I saw Dante, walking around the ER peeking through the doors, and I sighed because I knew he was looking for me.

“Titan, can you please go out there and bring my brother Dante in here. He’s out there looking through rooms; you can’t miss him.” Titan nodded his head and left.

Seconds later Dante was rushing into my room.

“What the hell happened? Are you all right? I rushed down here because Ant just called me cussing me out saying he got an alert that you were in my hospital, and he thought I didn’t tell him on purpose.

He said he tried calling you.” Dante was talking a mile a minute while simultaneously examining my injuries.

I was dressed in a hospital gown because I couldn’t roll my pants up high enough to show the doctors the cut on my knee, and when my brother saw it along with my ankle he frowned.

“So, what the hell happened? Your knee is going to need to be cleaned but it looks worse than it actually is; you might need a couple of stitches. I can clean that for you and wrap it so it can stop bleeding. But your ankle may have a hairline fracture,” Dante said, gently lifting my ankle to inspect it and I could tell from his voice that he was now in doctor mode.

“You should call Ant before he comes down here raising hell. He sounded like he was barely keeping it together since the last place he tracked your phone before coming here was Titan’s office, he thought he may have done something to you.

” Dante’s voice was cool and calm but his facial expression, as he dabbed a gauze on my knee, was tense.

We both knew the hell Anthony could raise when he was angry, so I quickly got my phone from my purse and dialed him.

I cursed under my breath when I saw that I didn’t have a signal, and Dante gave me his phone.

I watched as he continued to clean my knee as I dialed Anthony’s number.

“Is she alright?!” Anthony’s panicked voice answered after half a ring.

“I’m fine, I don’t have a signal in this hospital,” I said and immediately told him what happened and how Titan insisted that I come to the ER. When I finished, Anthony was significantly calmer.

“You better call me as soon as you get home. I love you, sis.”

“I promise to call you when I get home, love you Anty,” I said, calling him what I used to call him when I was younger and couldn’t pronounce his name correctly. Him and Dante both laughed, and he hung up after calling me a brat.

“Call me too when you get home, sis. I have to go round on my patients. You have me on your medical release, so I’ll have your doctor update me. Love you B,” Dante said, giving me a kiss on the forehead. When he was gone, Titan, who had been quiet this whole time, finally spoke.

“I thought I might have heard your brother wrong when we were at the pizza place when he said he showed up after tracking your phone, but damn…he really tracks your phone? You’re ok with that?” His voice was a mixture of surprise and confusion, and I could understand how weird it sounded.

“He didn’t at first but after what happened to his wife a few years ago, he tracks the whole family, and we just appease him because it brings him peace,” I said, feeling sad for a moment.

My brain immediately went back to when Anthony found out his wife was killed but before I got lost in the memory, I shook my head to stop my thoughts from going down that dark hole.

“Fuck my adrenaline starting to wear off. I should have asked my brother to get my doctor to hurry with the pain meds, my ankle is killing me now.” I gritted my teeth as I spoke in hopes it would make me focus on something other than the pain shooting through my ankle, but that shit didn’t help.

I rocked back and forth and scrunched my face in a weak attempt to try to fight through the pain, but again, that shit didn’t help.

To my surprise, as soon as my face twisted in pain, Titan immediately stood up and rushed to my side.

He looked worried and I was about to ask what was wrong but then he moved me to the side and laid down next to me.

The small bed creaked under the weight of his large body and a small piece of me was worried the damn thing might collapse.

Titan was tall as hell and was at least 280 pounds of muscle, so I had no choice but to be closer to him than usual because his big ass took up most of the bed.

However, I still tried my best to put some distance between us, so I angled my body awkwardly against the bed rail, so I wasn’t damn near laying on top of him.

But the way my clit was already swollen and pulsing between my legs just from the scent of his expensive cologne filling my nose, shit I might as well be laying on top of him.

Although I was trying to put some distance between us, I really wanted him to massage my ankle, but I was afraid touching it would make it feel worse. However, Titan surprised me when he did the next best thing.

“Girl, bring your ass over here.” He looked at me and chuckled when he saw how stiff I looked, sitting in this little ass bed.

Before I could move on my own, he wrapped his large arm around my waist and pulled me toward him until I was lying by his side with my head on his chest. I immediately relaxed and let out a contented sigh when he tightened his arm around me while I snuggled closer against his side.

I didn’t realize just how much I needed a strong embrace until I was in his arms.

Titan’s hard chest felt amazing against my head.

Being this close to him I could smell his cologne better and it smelled so good that I snuggled my nose closer to his chest and inhaled deeply.

My right hand was resting on his stomach, and I fought like hell against the devil on my shoulder telling me to put my hand underneath his shirt and rub it slowly over the six pack I felt poking through from underneath his shirt.

But after my third inhale of his scent, I let the devil on my shoulder win a little bit.

I didn’t put my hand under his shirt, but I did move it slowly over the hard ridges of his stomach until my arm was fully extended and wrapped around his midsection.

I couldn’t get any closer to Titan, but my body’s need was overriding my brain’s logic and wanted me to at least try, so I hugged him as tight as I could and pressed my body closer to his side.

I was so comfortable now that the pain in my ankle felt like a dull ache and before I knew it, I was drifting off to sleep.