But touching Ozzy is a whole other level of forbidden in my head.
“All done,” I confirm, still feeling his palm resting behind my thigh. “You need some painkillers.”
“No…thank you.”
Well, one thing we have in common is stubbornness.
“You’re not going to win a blue ribbon for your pain tolerance,” I retort softly. “Who cares?”
“I care.”
I suppress a scoff, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say his male ego was ten times the size of Torin’s, but he doesn’t flaunt it. It just settles in his chest and comes out when it’s being challenged or questioned.
“Fine,” I concede, lifting my shoulders. “But I’m cleaning it tomorrow. No fucking ands or buts about it, got it?”
He bows his head in acknowledgment.
“You hungry?”
Ozzy rocks his head back and forth, influencing one of my palms to land on my hip.
“I have this feeling you’re trying to get out of here and do something.”
His blue eyes sparkle a bit, and I’m starting to get better at reading them.
“How about a break tonight? Let yourself heal up.”
I get a pair of unamused eyes, and the look ofdumbasssent over to me.
“Use words if you’re trying to get out of this,” I reply. “I may not be privy to your every move, but I know that you’ve been shifting around in this stool since you sat down, and you’re itching to get at something.”
His attention clenches on me, clearly not a fan of the whole calling-out situation.
“Well?”
Ozzy’s phone pings, and a small smile graces my face.
“Busted.”
“Stop it,” he growls, his fingers at the back of my thigh gripping a bit at my skin.
“I don’t want you out tonight.”
He glowers at me.
“What’s it going to take?”
“Nothing,” he answers immediately.
“I don’t like that answer.”
He lifts his shoulders dismissively and releases his hold, leaning back against the kitchen island’s edge, and I could see it anywhere—he begins to shut down.
“Fine,” I deadpan, stepping away from his space and striding over to the trash to throw the cotton balls away. “Do your thing.”
I’m not into begging for him to remain here while he goes on a manhunt because I know that’s what he’s about to go do.
Or find Reeve.
