“That’s fine. Maybe Auntie Sky can draw with me today. I'll go get my art set.”
With that, she runs off, none the wiser to the fact that her uncle’s been shot. Meanwhile, I’m over here freaking out and trying not to cry. Praying to whoever will listen that he has to be okay for her sake. She’s already lost her parents. She can’t lose her uncle too. I can’t lose him. I only just found him.
Chapter 2
I don’t even know how I got to the hospital. I remember getting into my car and that’s it. Everything seems to be a blur. I'm also pretty sure I broke some speeding laws to get here. As soon as Skylar and Damon showed up, I flew out the door with promises to keep them updated. The only thought in my mind is he has to be okay. I’m not even sure why the hospital called me, to begin with. I'm not his wife or even his girlfriend. Running inside after parking, I rush to the information desk scaring the poor lady.
“Can you help me? I got a call to come down about Victor Petrov being shot. He’s a police officer and they wouldn’t tell me how bad he was hit.” I’m winded and out of breath, I’m having a hard time gulping in air. I can feel a panic attack looming. I don’t even know if she heard all that since I was talking so fast.
“Calm down dear, he’s going to be alright. He’s in that room over there getting stitched up by the doctor now. He got shot in the arm. Through and through but he will need to take some time off to heal up. Go on, he's expecting you.”
“Oh thank god he’s alive.” I sag where I stood holding onto the desk, my legs threatening to give out at any moment. The kind nurse pats my hand giving me a warm smile. Taking a few deep breaths to get control of myself. On shaky legs, I make my way towards the room where they have Victor. I can hear the doctor talking so I'm taking that as a good sign. I knock quietly on the door and push it open. Inside I find the doctor stitching up Victor with Mason standing in the corner, with a pissed-off look on his face. I can feel tears forming in my eyes seeing him alive busted up slightly but alive. Mason walks over to me hugging me.
“He’s okay, it was a fucked up situation that could have ended up much worse.”
Wiping my tears I pull back. “What happened?”
Mason scrubs his hands down his face looking exhausted.
“We got a domestic disturbance call with a husband and wife. When we got to the door we could hear screaming as if someone was being hurt. We rushed inside to see the wife holding her husband at gunpoint. Startled, she ended up swinging her gun around making it go off. Hitting Victor in the arm. Then she started screaming and crying for a whole new reason because she didn’t think it was loaded. She was trying to scare her husband because she found him in bed with her sister. So, ya fucked up.”
“Jesus, what the hell is wrong with people?” I just don't understand people sometimes. You no longer want to be in a relationship, fine walk away, but I just don't get why people cheat. Walking over to Victor's bedside he’s looking right at me tracking my movements since I walked into the door. His eyes are glassy so I know the doctor gave him the good stuff for the pain. He grabs my hand once I reach him, giving me a reassuring squeeze.
“Hey, no tears Malen'kiy. I’m going to be just fine, nothing a little rest won’t fix.”
I didn't even realize I was crying again, wiping my face free of tears. “When they called and told me you were shot it was the worst phone call I’ve ever gotten. I was so scared thinking the worst. I didn’t tell Katya anything. I told her I had something to take care of so I had Skylar and Damon come over, I didn’t know what was happening.” I whisper out.
“No you were right it’s better if she didn’t know then, I’m sorry I scared you. But I need to ask you something.” He looks a little apprehensive, making me wonder what he needs to ask.
Before he can ask his question the doctor takes that time to interrupt blowing my mind.
“All done now. Here are his instructions with his aftercare on what he can and can’t do while at home. Here’s a prescription for the pain if he doesn’t want the strong stuff over the counter is fine as well. If fever is present at any time, bring him back in.”
With that, the doctor leaves the room in a flourish. I’m left standing here with my mouth open wondering what the hell just happened. He made it seem like I’ll be taking care of Victor myself. “Umm, what was that?” Because I don’t think the doctor was talking to me. Giving Victor a bewildered look. I can hear Mason laughing and trying to cover it up miserably.
“So you see, I might have told the doctor I was going to have my woman look after me. They wouldn’t let me leave without having someone at home with me. And the first person I thought of was you. I can understand if you say no, but I just figured since you’ve gotten so close with Katya that she would be more comfortable since once she finds out I was hurt she’s going to be scared.”
Dammit, how can I say no to that, not that I was going to mind you but him bringing Katya into it sealed it for me. If need be I can bake from his house and just drop the stuff off at the cafe. Without giving it more thought I blurt out.“I’ll do it.” The smile he’s giving me right now is downright feral. I'm not exactly sure what I just signed up for.
Victor
I’m currently sitting in my living room relaxing. While Isabella is finishing up dinner. I told her we could order in but she said a home-cooked meal is just what I needed. What I need is for her to fall in love with me. So I had the doctor tell a little lie. Does being shot hurt like a bitch it sure does. Do I regret lying? a little, would I change it if I could, probably not. I had to get her in my house permanently so she never leaves. So it’s a win-win in my book. I mean I could use the help, especially with Katya since she’s just a rambunctious little girl always on the go. But I don’t technically need someone to take care of me. If this backfires on me I'm kicking Mason’s ass since it was his damn idea, to begin with. He thought it was the perfect way to make her see that we belong together. Fuck do I ever want to make her see that. She captured my attention right from the start and I knew she was always meant to be here. I know it won’t be easy, and it’s a lot to take on especially with Katya but she is so in love with my niece. After my brother and sister-in-law died I found out he left Katya in my care. My world changed for the better now just to get my woman on the same page and I’ll have everything I’ve always wanted. The kind of love I saw my parents and my brother had, that will stand the test of time no matter what life throws at you. Once we walked in the door I briefed Damon on what all went down today. Never once did Katya feel something was off which was good. Isabella made sure to downplay it all. I only told her I got hurt at work and have to take some time off. She took it in stride, never once questioning me, just told me Auntie Bella will take care of me. Now I have time to get Isabella to myself. Dancing with her at the wedding showed how much strength I did have. All I wanted to do was find a quiet place and have my wicked way with her. I know she felt how hard I was for her by the permanent blush that was on her face. There's no stopping it. Anytime she’s in the room or I hear her voice I’m hard. It's like it's trying to find its home and that home is being buried nine deep in her pussy. I don’t know how many times I’ve jerked off to thoughts of her since meeting her for the first time. I feel like a fucking teenager at this point. My stomach growls reminding me that I didn’t even get to eat today getting up from the couch I walk towards the kitchen. My arm is starting to throb like a bitch since the meds the doctor gave has worn off by now. But I refuse to take the stronger shit. I don’t want to be out of it in case something happens. Walking into the kitchen, what I see makes me smile. Leaning against the wall I see Isabella has Kat on the stool showing her how to cook. Giggling and talking amongst themselves. When I first got Katya I had zero fucking clue what I was doing raising a child especially one so young. It was so damn hard, sure I had help with the guys along with Ry and Faith but once they left it was just me and her against the world. I always made sure she had everything she needed. I'll never replace her parents but I’ll make damn sure she has all the love that she needs. Making my presence known I ask, “What smells so good in here?” Scaring the absolute shit out of both of them. Isabella grabs on to Kat so she doesn’t fall. Fuck maybe I should learn to make noise when walking into a room. “Sorry didn’t mean to scare you ladies.”
“It’s okay Uncle Vic. We made dinner to make you feel better.”
“And what did you lovely ladies make? It smells amazing in here.”
“We made spaghetti with a salad and I have bread warming in the oven. It’s nothing really, just my grandma’s recipe.”
She blushes at my attention, making her squirm. Not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable I walk to the fridge and pull out a beer turning to her I ask. “Do you want a beer?” She raises her eyebrow at me eyeing the bottle as if I’m not supposed to have it.
“Are you sure you should be drinking with the meds they gave you?” She lowers her voice so Katya doesn’t hear. God, she’s beautiful 5’2 with brown hair and light brown eyes and a body that would make any man cry. She hardly reaches my chest it's why I call her Malen'kiy, meaning little one in Russian.
“I won’t be taking them so it’s a moot point. I don’t like the way they make me feel.” All true but I want to be lucid while she’s here so I don’t lose a minute with her.
“Stubborn man.” She says it so low I can hardly hear. I walk up behind her and whisper in her ear. “What did you say?” Watching goosebumps form all over her body.
“I said dinner was ready. Why don’t you go to the table and I’ll bring everything out.”
