Chapter 100

RHIANNON

It had been a few weeks after he was discharged from the hospital. He was still in need of recuperation—Collins had warned him never to do anything stressful, but it seemed to go over his head.

“You’re not supposed to be working this hard!” I’d scold him over the phone.

“Tizzone mio… it’s quite needed, but if you need me right now, I’ll come running,” he assured me, a chuckle escaping his lips.

“Just take care of yourself. Don’t do anything that’ll strain you,” I said, concern in my tone like a fitting wife. It felt awkward—one minute I was fighting him and asking for release, and the next, the sudden urge to wrap him in my arms had become almost unbearable.

“Your hubby?” Ashley teased as she walked into the kitchen, holding her coffee mug.

“We’re not married yet, why would you call him that?” I asked, raising a brow at her in reprimand, though in my heart, I had thought and fantasized about more than just happy kisses and late-night movi