Page 242 of His Flash Mate
“As for the other one…” I glanced at Marta, who was still there, watching the pair anxiously.“The baseball bat’s for her.I want her to whale on that bastard until every fear she has is gone.After, he disappears like he never existed, and you help her find somewhere she’ll be safe.”
Konni pressed his forehead to mine.“Done.”
A shaky exhale escaped me, and I wrapped my arms around his waist, holding tight.
“Can you get her a clean blanket?”he asked.
“She doesn’t speak English,” I said, lifting my head to look at Marta.
She was standing closer to us than the pair on the floor, but watching Konni closely.
Konni plucked at the blanket I’d been lying on, then gestured to my bare legs.
She nodded and stepped over Hestian to leave.A minute later, she returned and handed Konni a clean sheet.
He gently removed the ropes from my ankles and rubbed the mark they’d left when I’d gone crazy.Then he carefully wrapped the sheet around my waist.
Keeping my head on his chest, I watched Marta fetch a glass of water from the bathroom tap.
I gratefully drank it.
Konni continued to pet my hair as she refilled it.
“We can’t stay like this forever,” I said.
“We can.”
“They’re going to wake up eventually,” I said.
“I’ll get your friend something she can use to knock them out again.”
“You were on the news, Konni.The police will be here soon.”
“No, they won’t.Unlike Hestian, they know not to get between a dragon and his mate.”
I sighed.“I want to go home.”My voice caught unexpectedly and brought on another round of sparse tears.
“We’ll go home, kitten.I need to make a quick call first to take care of things here, all right?”
I nodded but then realized why he was telling me—I needed to let go of him.
Stretching, I rubbed my face against his neck, inhaled his scent one more time, then loosened my hold.I didn’t want to.Everything inside of me screamed to hang on tight and demand we leave first.But I refused to abandon Marta or the two assholes on the floor.
Reluctantly pulling back, I looked up at Konni.He kissed my tear-streaked cheeks and then my forehead before easing me off his lap and onto the mattress.
Marta retreated a few steps as he stood, watching him crouch between Hestian and Javier to search their pockets.
“I dropped my phone after I shifted,” he explained.
He found Hestian’s phone, tried unlocking it with facial recognition, and swore when it didn’t work.His face was a little unrecognizable.
I snapped my fingers for Marta’s attention and did the universal “call me” gesture.
She nodded and edged around Konni to leave.She returned less than a minute later, but left again after handing him a phone.
He stood and dialed.
I gingerly tested my legs under his watchful stare as he waited for whoever to pick up.
