My Saviour || 18+ ||

(Book 1 of the Mafia standalone series)

"Do you need anything?" I ask, turning to Jeremy even though my voice trembles. Jeremy throws his head back against the cushions and smiles.

"Keep speaking," he says, eyes half-lidded but glowing.

I blink. "What do you want me to say?"

"I'm so happy I was shot" he murmurs, grinning up at the ceiling like a lunatic. My mouth drops open.

"If I'd known hearing that gorgeous voice would require a few bullets" he adds, "I would've taken them sooner. Happily." Heat crawls up my neck.

"Keep talking, or I'll pass out" he threatens lightly, waving a limp hand in my direction.

I roll my eyes, but I can't help smiling. "Jeremy Romano, don't pass out on me." His eyes fly open as if someone electrocuted him.

"Say that again" he says, suddenly wide awake.

"Don't pass out on me?" I repeat cautiously.

"No" he breathes. "The two words before that."

I frown. "Jeremy Romano?" His reaction is immediate, his smile brightens until it practically lights the whole room.

"Say it again" he whispers.

"Jeremy Romano."

He lets out a dreamy groan. "I'll die a happy man." I slap his arm. Harder than I should've.

He winces and I instantly panic. "I'm so sorry!"

"Kiss it. I'll feel better," he says, smirking.