Be With Me(107)

Her heart fluttered with hope. Emotion clogged her throat until breathing became hard.

“Get off her, Cam. Let her breathe.”

Sawyer’s voice, gentle and unaccusing, ended the silence.

Cam rol ed away, but his hands found her, stroking and petting.

“Are you al right, love?” he murmured close to her ear.

She couldn’t speak. Hel , she couldn’t even open her eyes. She was wasted.

“Reggie, honey, you can’t lay there like you’re dead. Hutch wil worry.”

There was a thread of amusement in Sawyer’s voice that almost made her grin. If she’d had the energy.

“Oh, I don’t know. She doesn’t have to be conscious for me to f**k her,” Hutch said casual y.

She lifted one hand and curled down al her fingers except her middle one. Even that took more effort than it was worth.

Three sets of chuckles fil ed the room, and despite her fatigue, she smiled into the sheets.

“I suppose we should let her sleep,” Cam said magnanimously.

“Don’t go,” she mumbled.

“Not going anywhere, baby,” Hutch said. “We’re going to clean you up and then put you to bed.” She nodded, although she had no desire to move.

Sawyer leaned over to brush his lips across her ear. “But when you wake up, we’re going to talk.”

Chapter 39

Regina woke to warm bodies surrounding her. Or maybe she was surrounding them. She was sprawled across Hutch’s chest, her arm and leg locked possessively over him. His left hand rested on her shoulder, and she angled her head to see the raw wounds around his wrists. She frowned at the reminder of how close she came to losing him.

She turned her face so that she could kiss the red skin.

A stubbly jaw pressed to the center of her back and a hairy leg was laid over the back of hers. Cam.

Which meant Sawyer was probably gone.

Disappointment edged her contentment for the moment, but when she looked down, she saw him propped up on his elbow, at the end of the bed, watching her.

Without a word, she pushed herself off of Hutch and crawled down to the end, reversing her position on the bed.

Sawyer opened his arms to her and she settled her head on his chest and stretched out her legs between Cam and Hutch.

“Are you okay?” Sawyer murmured against her hair.

Oh yeah, she was more than okay. Life didn’t get any better than this. When she looked up, Hutch and Cam both stared back at her. Cam cupped his hand over her leg and rubbed up and down in a gentle motion.

“We weren’t too hard on you?” Cam asked.

Heat bloomed in her cheeks. “You gave me exactly what I wanted,” she whispered.

Sawyer ran his hand through her hair, and then kissed the top of her head. She turned so that she could see him as wel .

“You didn’t hurt me, Sawyer. I don’t know what you’re thinking right now, but I swear if you pul away from me again, I won’t be responsible for the injuries you incur.”

He chuckled and dropped another kiss on her forehead. His lips lingered for a long moment, and he stroked a finger lightly over her cheek.

“Whose job is it to feed me today?” she asked. “I need to talk to al of you, but I’m not going to do it naked or with you naked, because you distract me.” Hutch grinned. “I’l feed you, baby.” She quickly shook her head. “No. I’l cook. I don’t want you hurting your wrists.”

She could swear that Cam paled. Hutch placed his hand on her knee. “No offense, baby, but you and cooking don’t exactly get along. Plus, I’m fine. Just a little raw, but it doesn’t affect my fingers.” She gazed doubtful y at him.

“I’l go down and help him, Reggie,” Cam offered.

“Anything to keep you out of the kitchen.” She glared at him and nudged him in the chest with her foot. He grinned and captured her foot, pressing a kiss to her toes.

“Guess that means you get a shower with me,” Sawyer said. “There are advantages to not being able to cook worth a shit.”

Cam rol ed his eyes and then crawled off the bed.

Despite the lightness of their moods, Regina could stil sense the strain, their hesitancy. They were worried. Even after last night.

Suddenly she couldn’t wait to talk to them, to tel them how much she loved them. Food could wait.

This couldn’t.

“I don’t want breakfast, after al ,” she said.

Hutch lifted one brow in shock. Sawyer’s hand froze on her shoulder, and Cam stopped on his way to pick up his clothing.

“Ah hel , I knew she had a head injury,” Hutch muttered. “I never should have let her talk us out of taking her to the hospital.”

She laughed and planted her foot in his chest. She pushed out of Sawyer’s arms and rol ed to the edge of the bed.

“You’ve got ten minutes to get dressed and meet me downstairs. Living room.”

Without waiting for their reaction, she darted for the bathroom to take a quick shower. When she stepped out a few minutes later, the room was empty.

Nervous excitement ran circles through her chest as she pulled on her clothes. This was huge. This was the rest of her life.

A year ago, she would have never imagined that she’d be taking a step like this, but she felt completely at peace with her decision.