Attracted to His Cold

Chapter 33

Cassie's POV

I wake up with a puffy face, my eyes feeling like they've been glued shut. I turn around and snuggle into a warm chest, the familiar musky scent I've grown to love filling my senses. I move my arm at an awkward angle and a sharp stabbing pain makes me hiss.

What the hell?

I look down and see all of the tubes and wires connecting me to the machines surrounding my bed. Memories of yesterday fill my mind and I remember I was rushed to hospital.

"How are you feeling?"

The voice startles me, and my head snaps up in their direction.

"I'm okay. How long have I been out?" I ask.

My head begins pounding a little, and I bring my hand up to soothe it.

"Fifteen hours. Is your head alright?" she comes over and rests a hand on my head.

"Yeah, thanks. Just a headache." I spot a glass of water on the table and lean over to grab it.

"Let me know if it gets any worse, okay?" I nod my head, sipping on my drink.

The nurse turns around to leave but I stop her as she gets to the door.

"My baby!" I blurt out.

The nurse faces me, confused.

"Is my baby okay?" I ask, laying a hand over my stomach.

She smiles softly at me.

"Yes, Mrs Santini. The baby is perfectly healthy. Tests have confirmed it. You have nothing to worry about. You were both very lucky."

With one last smile, she turns around and walks out.

"I'm not a Santini." I whisper to myself, confused.

"Of course you are."

"What the hell?!" I turn and back-hand the voice, causing Cole to groan and hold his face.

"Oh my God, lupo!" I grab his face, inspecting him and making sure I didn't cause any damage.

"Perché dovresti spaventarmi in quel modo, idiota? Non sai non spaventare le donne incinte? Hai un desiderio di morte?" [Why would you scare me like that, you idiot? Do you not know not to scare pregnant women? Do you have a death wish?]

"Hello to you too, gattina." he grins at me.

"Sei impossibile." [You're impossible.] I mumble.

I cuddle up to his side as he wraps an arm around me, pulling me securely into him. After a few minutes of silence, Cole speaks up.

"I'm so, so fucking sorry, Cass. I should've listened to you properly, been more open, less irrational. If I had, you never would've done this. I never would've driven you to do this." his voice is filled with pain and guilt.

I look up as Cole's voice cracks, and my eyes well with tears, my heart breaks for what I did to him. To everyone.

"Hey, don't you dare apologise. You didn't make me do this. I- I wasn't thinking properly. I was so overwhelmed by the thought that you hated me, that you'd never see me the same way again. But you weren't the one who made me take those pills. That was all me and my idiocy. I'm sorry. I was only thinking about myself, about my pain. I wasn't even thinking about you or the baby." I sniff, wiping the falling tears from my face.

He looks down at me, love and guilt in his eyes. I burrow myself back into his side, wrapping my arms around him and enjoying the feel of his arms secured around me.