Smoked (The Invincibles 5)

I felt a hand on my leg. “Come on, Smoke, when she’s finished, I can get you out of here.”

I opened one eye and saw Siren’s beautiful face. Was I still dreaming?

“He’s groggy from the pain medication,” the sterner-voiced woman said. I looked up at her and decided to close my eyes again. I could hear her reviewing my discharge instructions with Siren, and part of me was afraid to hope she’d be the one caring for me.

“There’s analgesic in the bandages. Do you have to go far?”

“About two hours.”

“It should last longer than that, and he isn’t due for pain meds for another four.”

I drifted off when the nurse talked more about the bandages and changing them.

“Mr. Torcher, time for you to go.”

I opened my eyes and glared at the woman.

“Oh, my. I’m glad you aren’t my ward.”

“That’s his nice face,” I heard Siren say to the woman.

Another man came in to help me off the gurney and over to a wheelchair. “I’d not recommend sitting back if you can help it,” he said in a soft voice.

I took his advice and when I sat, leaned forward.

“Where are we going?” I asked when Siren and the same man helped me to the back passenger door of the car.

“To Waterford. I’ve made arrangements for a place we can stay tonight, at least.”

“Why am I sitting back here?”

“Because you can lie down.”

“No.” I opened the front passenger door instead.

“So feckin’ stubborn,” she muttered, getting in beside me.

“If I was as stubborn as you seem to think I am, I’d insist on driving.”

Siren laughed.

“Come here,” I said, motioning her closer.

“What?”

“Just come here.”

“I am here.”

I reached out and grasped the back of her neck, pulling her so I could touch her lips with mine.

“What was that all about?” she asked when I released her.

“Later, when these meds wear off, I won’t have the balls to do that.”

“I know you better than that, Smoke. You have the balls—”

I kissed her again. I couldn’t help it. I’d missed the feel of her lush lips, her soft tongue, her naked body against mine so fucking much.