“It’s going to be all right,” he says to Anna and then looks at me. The soft smile he gives me lets me know that he will make damn sure everything will be by the time he’s finished with it.
“Hey,” I say to Celeste and brush my thumb over her cheek. “I love you.”
She smiles and reaches up to touch my cheek the same way. “I love you too.”
Chapter Seven
Celeste
I stretch slowly as I start to wake up. I can see the sun peeking through the dark, heavy drapes that Apollo closed. I’m pretty sure his plan is to block out the rest of the world. He kidnapped me and brought me back to his bedroom, and I don’t think I’ve left this room since I was released from the hospital a few weeks ago.
He’s still carting around a load of guilt on his shoulders, and I hate that he is putting any of this on himself. It was an accident. If anything he’d been superhuman that night. All the nurses playfully teased me about his antics when he first got to the hospital. He was bleeding everywhere but on a mission to find me. I love that man. He did everything he could and more.
Most of the bruises and cuts have faded by now. It helps that Rory had some crazy expensive plastic surgeon that showed up using state-of-the-art lasers on me. Apollo’s dad wouldn’t settle for anything but the best. I know he’s doing it for Apollo’s sake, and as much as he and I don’t gel, I do respect how much he loves his son. So much so that he knew helping me would in return help Apollo.
“You’re awake.” Apollo stands from his desk and shuts his laptop before coming over to the side of the bed to sit next to me. I slip my hand up his shirt, wanting to touch his warm skin.
“Are you over there doing my homework again?” I tease, but he only shrugs.
His arm is still in a brace, but he’s able to take it off and on. If anything, he’s having more lasting effects than I am. There were a few days I had double vision and a killer headache, but that has passed. So have all the muscle aches from having been thrown around inside of a car. We were both lucky because they said the other car that hit us was going fifty miles an hour.
“Are you hungry?” He brushes a strand of hair out of my face.
“Not really.” I let out a yawn and wiggle to sit up. I don’t know why he even asked. Either way he’s going to try and get me to eat something.
“You’re hungry, you just don’t know it because of the pain meds. I’ll get you something.” He stands from the bed, and I reach out and grab his hand to stop him.
“Good morning,” I say, and his face softens.
“Morning.” He leans down and brushes his mouth against mine. “I’ll put extra butter on your toast.”
I moan. “I’m already in love with you. No need to butter me up.” I wiggle my eyebrows. He lets out a small laugh, but I take it as a win for now. I watch him walk out of the bedroom before I head into the bathroom to make myself a bit more presentable.
I stare in the mirror for a long moment. While all the cuts and bruises have faded, there is still something different about me. So much has happened in such a short amount of time that it feels like I’ve changed too.
I pause when I come out of the bathroom, seeing Rory standing next to Apollo’s desk. He puts his phone into his pocket when he sees me.
“How are you feeling?” he asks.
“I’m good. Thank you so much for everything.” I don’t think I’ll ever be able to thank him enough for all he’s done. Not only for me but he’s been a rock for my mom.
“There’s no need to thank me. You’re going to be a part of this family soon enough.”
I duck my head as my cheeks warm thinking about Apollo and me one day getting married and having babies. I’m not sure how to respond to that, because he’s right.
“I think we got off on the wrong foot,” Rory begins again.
“You’re protective of your son. I understand that. My mom can be a bear when it comes to me.” He lets out a deep chuckle that sounds so much like Apollo’s.
“You have no idea what your mother is capable of when it comes to you. I can promise you that.” I don’t doubt him. My mom can be as sweet as sugar, but as in most things in life, she can be equally cruel if she needs to. I think it all comes from her childhood.