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Gio grunts and turns to rush from the bathroom. I palm the back of Ny’s head and tug her into my chest. Gio comes back into the bathroom with his phone on speaker.

“Apollo, how far did you get?”

“I just passed through the gate. Do you need me to come back up?”

“First, I need you to find about ten to fifteen ten-pound bags of ice. Then bring those back up.”

“Got it. I’ll be right back.”

“Oh my God, you guys are worse than Dad,” Ny groans and rolls her eyes.

“What did you two go a few rounds with? Nunchucks?”

“No. We had on gloves.”

“Fuck outa here. Lizzy did that with her fists?” Gio says with his mouth open.

“We may have gotten a little carried away.”

“You think?” Gio and I say in unison.

“Relax. I’m fine. I can think of something we can do while we wait for the ice,” she purrs.

“You think either of us wants to touch you right now?” Gio hisses. “Come here, Ny.”

He holds out his hand for her. She turns to cut the shower off then steps around me to place her hand in his. He tugs her to stand in front of him as he faces the mirror. Gently he holds her face and tilts it for her bruise to face the mirror.

She winces a little. “Oh, it wasn’t that bad when I got home.”

Gio turns her so she can look at her ribs and back. She pouts. “I get it, Gio.”

“Do you?”

“Yes, I do. Calm down.”

He starts to grumble in Italian. I’m totally in agreement. I don’t know what she was thinking.

* * *

Nyla

“That feels nice,” I moan as Jace massages my shoulders while I sit in an ice bath.

I hadn’t noticed how bad the bruises were. Elijah was pretty upset when Lizzy started to show a little bruising. The bruise on my face had just started to bloom when I arrived back home.

Gio takes my wineglass and fills it back up. I have to say, I was a little disappointed when they both put on basketball shorts. I was hoping the night would have ended a whole lot different, but this is even better.

I get both my guys and some quality time. We’ve been chilling and talking. Something we haven’t done together in a while. I take the glass Gio hands me and take a sip. He settles back on the floor with his back to the tub.

“Is she at least feeling better? How’s her mental state?”

I smile. I love that he cares about how my sister is. Gio is such a family man, I know he’ll make a great father.

“She’s a lot better. I’d let her beat my ass again to see that spark and confidence in her eyes. It felt good. You know, to just let go with someone who could match my skills and to see her smile and have fun.”

“You and Gwen did good if she did this to you. I’m impressed,” Gio says tiredly.

“I was thinking the same thing,” Jace says.

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